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Dear Diary
A Poem
hello, we meet again
at the end of this page
while I cast these words
to the hellfire waiting.
did you ever wonder why
I never strayed
while the paragraphs
collected my tears?
did you ever think
this ink was my blood
to stain you red
in every empty space?
they say it so cutely —
dear diary —
while I treat this book
like a confessional.
hello, it’s me —
the same as always
because I never leave
during all my lonely hours.
did you ever wonder why
I always talked
as if my secrets spilled
like diamonds from my throat?
did you ever think
these longform notes
might one day
become my legacy?
it’s such a gimmick —
dear diary —
but I fall for it
each and every time.