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The Pen

The dark black ink touches the white
Leaving the paper stained and bright
And slowly my hand doth spin by
Making the pen spit and cry
Black dark tears of inkish dye
It's shiny surface begins to break
And pieces of plastic sprinkle and wake
My hand of flesh catches on fire
Lighting the pen with words of desire





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