• last year
I used to write tortured prose…
Words dripping with regret rolled off my tongue
Every letter like a sponge soaked in pain… oozing black ink blood
But now the pen has run dry
I have no more pain to soak my letters
I have no more regret to dress my words in mourning
I am much too full of love for you to leak anything but joy.\n\nAbigail Hauschild

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00:00I used to write tortured prose.
00:02Words dripping with regret rolled off my tongue.
00:05Every letter like a sponge soaked in pain, oozing black ink blood.
00:10But now the pen has run dry.
00:12I have no more pain to soak my letters.
00:15I have no more regret to dress my words in mourning.
00:19I am much too full of love for you to leak anything but joy.