Sad Strokes
With a sad stroke of a pen I hope my stress will be gone,
But I know it will be back again,
So I must keep writing,
If need be til my fingers bleed out
Perhaps with it my inner turmoil,
So I will keep writing with this sad little pen and hope I'll become happy again
BringMeBullets commented on Sad Strokes
02-09-2010
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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