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Description
Write, rewrite, edit.
Sometimes it feels
like nothing new
can come from you.

Edit edit edit
Nothing changes except
in getting shorter.

I can't stand the things you
expose yourself to.
I can't stand being stuck in the stagnant waters
of constant repetition.

You're in a rut.
You know how to go on, but not how to stay here.
What will you do
now that you have found where you can('t) stay?

Write and write.
Editing can come another time.
But you won't need it.
You are here, perfect in yourself.

Stop cutting. Stop rephrasing.
Let words flow like blood
and ideas pulse like the tide.

Or let it all die.
Kill yourself
or live through the death
of every ending.

The choice is one you're forced to make
every time you lift a pen
every time you stroke a key
every time you look in a mirror
and see me.

You are my hero,
so who am I?

Description
Write, rewrite, edit.
Sometimes it feels
like nothing new
can come from you.

Edit edit edit
Nothing changes except
in getting shorter.

I can't stand the things you
expose yourself to.
I can't stand being stuck in the stagnant waters
of constant repetition.

You're in a rut.
You know how to go on, but not how to stay here.
What will you do
now that you have found where you can('t) stay?

Write and write.
Editing can come another time.
But you won't need it.
You are here, perfect in yourself.

Stop cutting. Stop rephrasing.
Let words flow like blood
and ideas pulse like the tide.

Or let it all die.
Kill yourself
or live through the death
of every ending.

The choice is one you're forced to make
every time you lift a pen
every time you stroke a key
every time you look in a mirror
and see me.

You are my hero,
so who am I?