One Year Shooting From The Lip
One year writing project. Words are my weapon.
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Wednesday, 22 June 2016
Paper Dreams
You're pathetic laughing face,
Is burned into my brain.
I won't forget it,
Because I know who I am,
And what I'm capable of,
and you have no idea.
I'm a writer,
See, I'm writing,
And nothing will ever change that.
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