![]() PapercutsA Poem by Cobblestone Traveler![]() "Write it out"![]() Pressing the tip through weighted words Tearing through this ruled parchment Despite my trembling, ink-stained hands Initiate transference of heartsick sorrows Demanding reassignment and detachment To become printed cries on a visual plane The pen would empty as I drain you out Until you are nothing more than papercuts
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