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The quill is the writers monocle to make his thoughts clearer onto his canvas
but the quill has its own point in which it could be dependent
it could bleed everything it wanted away, not caring what the writer read or perceived
however, it wouldn't.
there would not be enough murky plasma for the quill to form a foundation for its explanation
there would not be enough hugs and sweet words to give it the strength to leak its desires
however, it wants to.

I miss
I miss everything
I miss everyone, every laughter, every night, every smile.
I miss hope, I miss sleep, I miss being more than a standby, I miss freinds, I miss wishes, I miss the honesty in promises, I miss not being so afraid and paranoid, I miss security, i miss satisfaction, I miss stability, i miss thinking I was part of something not just a wandererrr, I miss being in a state knowing that it could happen, I miss not waking up thinking that its all over, that they are gone, that im done for.