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My pen (1)...

Poetry By: Ghonesis

Just let poetry write itself:

Submitted:Dec 12, 2011    Reads: 11    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

My pen,

You know what to do.

Ink these lost words,

For I am through.


Have my hand,

Drain my last power,

Possess me,

And do not cower.


Kill me with words,

Drive me to madness,

Horrify my soul,

Make me choke on sadness...


You know what to do...

End it.


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