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Writer's Suicide
Creations lost, playing hide & seek
with my mind, unable to get them out,
expressed through the metaphoric ink
which flows through me.
Poisonous when concealed inside me
& with each battle lost, no life
is brought to my pages of life.
Ideas retreating, running the cycle
through my veins, breaking down
y cells & crippling me to the point
of lost words.
Lying on cold concrete, growing more distant
with each passing moment.
The day of death blows in on this
the writers' block, inspiration comes
to aid with horrible timing, restoring
hope at this point brings no round of
applause to the end of this show.
Curtains close.
Case of writer's suicide.
