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I've often wondered What it would be like To die by the pen. Hold myself down Between paper and ink. Turn my art against me And be killed by my own creations.
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
Musings #12
I've often wondered What it would be like To die by the pen. Hold myself down Between paper and ink. Turn my art against me And be killed by my own creations.
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
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