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*I killed my ego with a pen Using backstabbing verses Of betrayal and pretense. But from all the ***** ink it bled The pen hemorrhaged to death Such inglorious ruination. The blood scribbled on the paper A nonsensical composition Now a useless paraphernalia. I skillfully crumpled the evidence And threw all dead bodies to the bin A towering pile of unworthy victims. I'd gladly replace them with fresher supply As I satiate my thirst for more intriguing pieces Worthy candidates for my delightful collection.*
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
Confessions of a Serial Poet
*I killed my ego with a pen Using backstabbing verses Of betrayal and pretense. But from all the ***** ink it bled The pen hemorrhaged to death Such inglorious ruination. The blood scribbled on the paper A nonsensical composition Now a useless paraphernalia. I skillfully crumpled the evidence And threw all dead bodies to the bin A towering pile of unworthy victims. I'd gladly replace them with fresher supply As I satiate my thirst for more intriguing pieces Worthy candidates for my delightful collection.*
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
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