This Isnt Directed At Anyone I Just Suddenly Gained Poetic Thought This Morning And Wanted To Use That While I Could - Tumblr Posts

You are a fool to believe my writing can stomped down into the dirt. Meter flows through my veins like a winding river, twisted and churning and winding. Text may be ripped from the world but it’s imprint, however small, shall prove your ruin. I pity you really, as I am the writers word, and it is mine against yours.