my words aren't sculpted anymore
it isn't that perfect as it should be
too raw , too unbalanced
imperfect and a complete nonsense

I tried to sometimes match the melodies
but the notes weren't a cup of my tea
writing and writing
as I failed miserably

as I lose some of my pieces
shattered on those pages
when my ink bleeds blood
when my heart screeches
thats when I know
I sculpted my broken pieces

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© dazed