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Jul 2010
I Visualize the paper

With its spaces and lines

A gateway to secrets and facts kept inside

Each blank filling with an ink-fueled thought



The void spaces engulfed as my conscious mind wanders.

Switching places with the paper

My lines bone and flesh

Instead of ink im filled with incandescent thought

The ideas however the paper has stolen



My out of body essence

In plain sight for all to see

The paper a Vampire

Sunk its razored teeth into me



But instead of the crimson

I do not bleed

All that spews out

A written version of me
Written by
Chase Lenhart
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     --- and D Conors
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