Price Of Me Eboni

If your looking for a love story
Your in the wrong place
My writings are my vivid memories
Or whatever I decide to let my ink pen say
I write because I’m hurt
Waking up to my dad being put into a black body bag
Because CANCER killed him
First taking his voice box then life
Imagine trying to scream
But you can only write
What about knowing your dying
And cant SAY how much you love your family
Basically just know when you read my writings
It comes from a dark painful place
This is just how I express my self in a healthy way

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