Other Writers.
scribble, scribble, scribble.
how many pens are being etched across paper right now?
searing emotions, immortalized in thoughts, words.
how many poems are being doused with tears?
how many suicide notes are being accompanied by blood and vomit?
scribble, scribble, scribble.
so many questions about others who write.
i dont even understand why i do.
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