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Oct 2014
Be careful what you say to a writer
you are not exempt
from being weaved into my work.

I
Spit back
Spit back
Spit back
Don’t think
I won’t spit back
your words back at you,
good,
bad,
ugly.
I have nothing to lose,
I have nothing to prove to you,
I am not desperate
to be liked by Anyone,
not in the long-run,
not once I get Hurt,
not once my defenses are up.
I promise you that.

My pen mightier than any sword,
my pen mightier than my soft voice.

Be careful what you say to a writer,
because I document everything.

And these days
I neither forgive,
nor forget.
This is a time for angry poems I suppose.
Written by
Anjana Rao  Bawlmore, hon
(Bawlmore, hon)   
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