Scribble,
Scribble.
The etchings,
of a dreamer.
Who's quill he,
quibbles with.
Grasping at an idea,
that he hydrates
with ink.
In wrathful vengeance,
he abuses parchment,
with a sharpened wood spear.
Drinking his creation,
tweaking the taste,
that's almost bitter.
Slash, ****
cross out.
He is vexed,
about the ending…
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 11:32 AM UTC
Scribble,
Scribble.
The etchings,
of a dreamer.
Who's quill he,
quibbles with.
Grasping at an idea,
that he hydrates
with ink.
In wrathful vengeance,
he abuses parchment,
with a sharpened wood spear.
Drinking his creation,
tweaking the taste,
that's almost bitter.
Slash, ****
cross out.
He is vexed,
about the ending…
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