Monday, January 6, 2014

A Literary Passing Comments

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'Kill me now! ' the writer said, his fountain pen in hand
the crimson stain upon the page had marked it like a brand
his rheumy eyes and matted hair suggested age and disrepair
he had no pride left to wear, and said glibly with distant stare
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Elizabeth Shield
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