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To understand the dreadful pain I feltWhen through the quill was scrawled onto the page,Unworthy beast of broken verse misspelledThrough darkness born of writers’ liquid rage.Uncomfortable I sit atop thin linesAside the stricken phrase a life s...

To understand the dreadful pain I felt
When through the quill was scrawled onto the page,
Unworthy beast of broken verse misspelled
Through darkness born of writers’ liquid rage.
Uncomfortable I sit atop thin lines
Aside the stricken phrase a life snuffed out
The hunchback lies with unread life resigned
Yet stolen foreign pens remain devout.
You see me now in even Calibri
A cursor flash, the rhythm keeping pace,
Of standard point, that wished it could be free
Like blemishes of Photoshop erased
The few that share with us a written pride
You typed me into coffin mine, I died.

 

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