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Backstory

June 24, 2013
By syncopatedtime BRONZE, Coventry, Rhode Island
syncopatedtime BRONZE, Coventry, Rhode Island
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The pages of our story slowly fade
and change.
Blots of ink bleed into being.
They did not come from my typewriter.

My ears ring with the lack of a protagonist.
Soon enough it echoes with a lack of words.
My typewriter is gathering dust.

The bleeding takes over, in a new font.
The pages slip through my fingers.
Liquid darkness trickles from my wrists, my eyes, my chest.
It drips and pools at my feet.
Take it.
I will be in your story.
No one will know.

I don’t think I ever owned a typewriter.



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