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Sep 2011
My pen does not write
The paper in front of me
Is horribly blank

Nothing comes to mind
Suffering from writer's block
It is frustrating

From pen to sharp knife
With blank canvas insulting
I slit my wrist twice

Write in red on white
Nothing legible even wrote
My life slips from me



*No more life to bleed
No more blank paper haunting
No more writer's block
Brandon
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