Written In Red

June 27, 2012
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Untitled and voiceless I'm armed with pen and paper. Hoping to leave my mark of piecing black ink staining the walls of society. Dejected and dismissive, I hold the words I write in high as only an unnoticed poet would. But as I lay my pen down for an eternal rest, I know the world will remember me as these words live on in my place

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