The blood dripped onto white page,
The blood seeped from flowing rage.
My quill dipped into growing puddle,
My quill slid through glowing ruddle.
The words formed into ruddy rhymes,
The words creeped from bloody crimes.
My quill gripped story's tale.
My quill hid behind the knowing veil.
The blood clotted onto white page.
The blood filled the writing stage.
My quill declared future fate.
My quill repaired idle prate.
The words spilled onto white page.
The words revealed wisdom's sage.
My quill released age's power.
My quill unleashed epic hour.
Blood and quill fuel the fire,
words explode to re-inspire.
Blood and quill expose the heart,
words implode the world apart.
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