Writing is my home.
This is how I show myself.
When I'm left alone, it all goes to hell
within a folder hid behind the shelf.
I store my words carefully,
not to spill any secrets.
Blank pages are my lifeline.
Do not repeat this.
Yeah it may sound a little stupid,
but this cure is my cupid.
I light candles and dismantle,
my emotions are sorted through.
I assemble and design,
what comes to me this time.

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