There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemmingway
Here
I bleed for you
one word at a time
keystroke by keystroke
I pour myself out
for the word to see
well
at least for those
who are willing to look
Here
I bleed for you
wounded
open
exposed
do you like what you see?
Here
I bleed for you
giving everything
tearing
destroying
rebuilding
repairing
drained
Here
I bleed for you
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About the Creator
Forbsie
Forever student of life. I love to learn and am always up for exploring. I use breath and yoga to explore my inner world and get to know myself as deeply as I can. I use writing to share a glimpse of my world with you. I hope you enjoy it!
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