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Words Are My Saviour
A crimson joy
Outweighs all the
Guilt and shame.
It soothes and comforts,
It sets me free.
It lets me leave the world
To crawl inside.
I miss that cold burn,
So here I am.
This is my writing
Words have always been my saviour
After all.
Outweighs all the
Guilt and shame.
It soothes and comforts,
It sets me free.
It lets me leave the world
To crawl inside.
I miss that cold burn,
So here I am.
This is my writing
Words have always been my saviour
After all.
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