We Are Writers
We Are Writers
No one understands us.
Ink to blood.
Empty pages.
Mind always racing.
Thyself obscure.
Boundless pen traveler.
Melody through smoke.
Sober story teller.
Dark writer.
Candles radiant burn.
Mechanical thinker.
Obsessive writing disorder.
Lonely for a reason.
Disconnected through seasons.
Type away open fields.
Weare writers.
Poets on fire.
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