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How To Kill A Blank Paper
A blank paper
Is mocking me
It has mocked me for weeks
It dances about my room
And taunts me
So I pick up my pen
But as I reach to slay it
It absconds my ink
And dances again
A blank paper
Is mocking me
It has mocked me for months
It dances about my mind
And jeers at me
So I pick up my pencil
But as I reach to slay it
It escapes my graphite
And dances again
A blank paper
Is laying still
I have given up chasing it
It lies there on my desk
In ennui not unlike mine
I slam my hand on it
I slay it
And its hundred brothers
And it dances no more
Is mocking me
It has mocked me for weeks
It dances about my room
And taunts me
So I pick up my pen
But as I reach to slay it
It absconds my ink
And dances again
A blank paper
Is mocking me
It has mocked me for months
It dances about my mind
And jeers at me
So I pick up my pencil
But as I reach to slay it
It escapes my graphite
And dances again
A blank paper
Is laying still
I have given up chasing it
It lies there on my desk
In ennui not unlike mine
I slam my hand on it
I slay it
And its hundred brothers
And it dances no more
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