The Pen Dances Across The Paper


The Pen dances across the paper.
It spills happiness.
It spills sorrow.
It spills the worries of tomorrow.
The pen dances across the paper.

It reveals quiet.
It reveals anger.
It reveals anything but an answer.
The pen dances across the paper.

It delivers promise.
It delivers lies.
It delivers deception to one’s eyes.
The pen dances across the paper.

It creates order.
It creates destruction.
It creates the Devil’s certain seduction.
The pen dances across the paper.

Out comes life.
Out comes death.
Out comes the shortness of our breath.
The pen dances across the paper.

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