PenA Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili
I have a Pen -
Ordinary For others, But for me it is special. Mostly I use black ink But that pen has red, bloody liquid. When I turn it upside down It looks like some kind of Blood vessel or syringe. It is a fine pen. My favourite. Greate war of escape. I can give you life with that pen and you will not be gone. or I can step everything and not describe you. Maybe then you will stop your existence As sometimes the pen runs out the ink and it dries out.
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