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Cutting Sentences
From the pommel straight to the tip
My sword is filled with dark-hued ink
I use my sword to keep a grip
Or so I always loved to think
I cut sentences with my blade
From void to fuller— point-by-point
I place piercing thoughts on parade
As I white knuckle and strain joint
When writer's blocks get in my way
I give into the advent-garde
Granting the metal— cold and grey
The chance to write like a wildcard
#writersblock #creativeprocess #rhymeandpoetry #rhyme
© danie_af
My sword is filled with dark-hued ink
I use my sword to keep a grip
Or so I always loved to think
I cut sentences with my blade
From void to fuller— point-by-point
I place piercing thoughts on parade
As I white knuckle and strain joint
When writer's blocks get in my way
I give into the advent-garde
Granting the metal— cold and grey
The chance to write like a wildcard
#writersblock #creativeprocess #rhymeandpoetry #rhyme
© danie_af
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