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A Writer
I can feel them bubbling under my skin
He breaks a plate at her feet...
They fill me from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, to the core of my heart.
Her cat generally gave good advice...
Their kingdoms are the two halves of my mind
His magic fascinated her...
Sometimes they will slip out of my mouth in a mutter or laughter or a mix of the two
She felt her consciousness slipping...
I'll hear them dancing in my mind and I will place them down on paper when I get the chance
He watched as her blood burst from the thorn marks in the form of the loveliest red silk...
I am a part of them as they are a part of me
The masked sorcerer vanished into the night, with her in his arms...
Their songs are beautiful insanity
The storyteller gave her a knowing glance...
Within me are countless stories
The two of them shared the same secret...
I am a Writer
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This poem was one I wrote as part of an English project last year, I wanted to place a part of me in a poem, so I did.