Pen and Paper
Every day is a page to write a new story
Though spilled ink caused my fumbled words
The torn pages of my past
Hiding out behind lock and key
Preserving every new adventure
A museum of my inner self
Scrambling to find the last page
Fearing the tragedy of writer's block
The lullabies of tales before me
Encouraging, yet dismissed
My blood flows through my pen
No chapters skipped
I will give you everything
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