WRITE
Even though I want to write again It seems I'm struggling to pick up my pen And what will I do then? The emptiness might go away soon, but when? The only time I receive validation is from men But what will I do when I don't receive any then? And shred myself into a million pieces, unrepearable again Then would it really be worth it, just so I can pick up that pen? And again, Would he still love me the same? Would he love me even then? And would he say it wasn't worth it Just to use that damn pen? And hey, The emptiness hasn't gone away You say it will someday But when?
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