Paper SuicideA Poem by .When I’m in my time of need, I write all of my thoughts down, I don’t wish to hurt anyone else, hence why I keep the thoughts in paper. Paper doesn’t speak, but can only listen, It can forget, but only when advised to. My paper is my messenger, my key to opening emotion, The one way I can express myself to others, through my very own words. People rebut, and argue and are hurt by emotion, Paper is an object, for it cannot convey emotion until its ink bleeds from the tears dropped upon it. The pen is mightier than the sword. As in context, it is not a utensil of writing, but a shield, It is a shield from the sword which I bear against myself. © 2017 .Reviews
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