Scribbles and ink stains

She is made of scribbles and ink stains
Watch her in the corner jotting down her pain
She knows no one’s to blame
She was never good at the game

Words appear
Before the tears
Sometimes after too
If she was really stuck on you

I love em
I hate em
I have to live without em

The pen pours out
What she can never shout

She is made of scribbles and ink stains
Writing stories out of her pain

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