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Inspired MAG

July 8, 2009
By montreal132 SILVER, Rush, New York
montreal132 SILVER, Rush, New York
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My creativity is gone
Sapped from my veins
like maple syrup in winter
Sickly swallowed, now devoured by the ink
left in my pen
Because there's nothing left now that you're gone
Blank paper flutters in the wind
and empty cartridges cracked and bleeding

But this world is full of inspiration
in the living, in the dead
And in love
if it kills me

And so I won't give up when I'm empty
Dig just a little bit deeper
so I won't drown once I come
to the surface again

The author's comments:
i revised this so that it applied to who i am today and not who i was when i wrote the first draft a few months ago. i hope it strikes readers as sentimental.

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