In Writing,

the pen cuts through the delicate pure white paper black ink blood oozing out from each slice the cuts are deep scabs will stay there forever (100% RECYCLED SKIN!) and your blade with one click retreats in its hidey hole veiled from light blissfully unaware of its actions i wonder was davincis pen a psychopath too aware no consciously aiding in the slicing and scarring with no feelings of guilt or remorse or shame

Man, that’s the only way to write.

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~ by cptgibbs on April 8, 2010.

One Response to “In Writing,”

  1. yes

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