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Running away from work(aka things you hate doing) can be very, very stressful.


Every red pen is blood.

Some, transparent red blood cells splattered on mud.

Every black pen is a black hole.

Every light passing through, slaughtered whole.

Every blue pen is a merciless warrior’s cold blood that has seeped out of its gaping wounds.

The eerie glow under each molecule.

Every pen is pipe filled with doom.

And every word carved is an eternity of gloom.


Written by Takahara Suiko

22 May 2012 at 10:35

Posted in sajak

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