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The Mind of a Writer

Red, the color of my keyboard
White, the tint in my nails
Grey, my mind finding the words
Type and type and type again,
Squeeze every drop of creativity left

Drugs igniting the spark,
Booze painting the dark
Kill the stupidity of my words,
Shoot the shit out of the mocking birds

The mind of a writer,
As fucked up as it seems
Makes you ever so brighter,
Even in this realistic dream
Written by LizB
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