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The tip of my fountain pen bent to the blank page

My churning bottomless resentment spurred into new rage

Ink splat like a shot wound, tore through my ribcage

Another arrow to my back - he catapulted another

Lie.

Was I ready for another battle?

Well, I just let out a sigh.


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