My Blood is Black

My blood is black
And I bleed from pens
My tears are black ink
Which paper fails to stem

I create instead of crying
My pains made eternal
Hide the dark nights of my soul
In the deep cracks of a journal

My hand reaches out
As I am engulfed by a vapour
And my heart leaks out
Leaving marks on the paper



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