Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The Typewriter Comments

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The quill is broken, the ink is dried up, the heart is left
Alone in the dark, to fear the words that it cannot find
And yet it survives, how it does so is unknown
It will not speak but likes to let them watch and forget….
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Stephanie Starr
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