All my life I bled paper tears
They’ve gathered in my trashcan over the years
The shredder is turned on once a day
But it's not fast enough to keep the piles at bay
Scribbles drawn on top of black lines
Translated as little stories of all kinds
Paper clips cannot organize
The printer of tales behind my eyes
My poor characters stories who never got told
Replaced by something of a newer mold
How can hundreds of tiny lives be created
But their time never came no matter how patiently they waited
They all have a brief moment in the sun
Then their story is over before it's even begun
Every one of them is a part of me, however small
If only I could give love to them all
And maybe one day when I focus on one
I’ll be able to call my first story “Done”.
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As I read this I think back to my unfinished story that I put all my effort into and now I'm thinking if I should finish it? I never thought about how many stories are left unfinished because it wasn't "good enough". This pains me that a decent amount of stories go untold. This is beautiful. It astounds me how many writers such as myself can write so beautifully. Everyone can interpret these writing so differently and it is amazing. Your writing gives so much meaning to unfinished stories and I absolutely adore it.
Hi! Thank you so much! And if I were you, I'd try! Maybe you weren't in the right place to finish it before, but there is no harm in trying it now!
Maybe I should continue writing it. Thank you for opening my eyes!
hi! It's ocean here to shoot you a quick review ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧˚
I discovered this in the green room and the title caught my eye! Now shall we dive in?
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This clearly means that time after time when you were inspired to write it all went down the trash can. This may be caused by lack of motivation or (even worse) writer's block
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As you continued to write and create countless characters you began to get burnt out, not knowing how to continue to continue their story.
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Okay this one hit me hard tbh. This one means that when you do follow trough with created a character that you feel as if that they don't get the "limelight" they deserve
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I have no other comments because this poem was just perfect
Keep on swimming,
Ocean ( *ˊᵕˋ)
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it!