My Cursed Diary
Every time i write in you.
Something happens and makes me blue.
I write about live and you make it fall apart.
I write about happiness and you put me in the dark.
I fall for your trap time and time again.
I can't stop letting you in.
So please I ask that you stop hurting me.
Because you cause me pain and make me bleed.
I wish to write in you and nothing goes bad.
All I wish is to be glad.
poem by Jean Pullman
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