Death of a pen

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I wrote this poem after my pen broke on me in the middle of a college short story I wrote.

Submitted: April 08, 2017

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Oh, pen.
There you lie,
Cold and pale, 
With your jaunty cap askew.
NO more ink
Courses through your vein.
You've bled your last drop
On my paper.
No more will I chew on you,
pondering poetry.
No more will you take down my thoughts.
No more marking or jotting.
You have come to an end,
Oh my dear, sweet,
Lifeless pen.


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