To build the new destroy the old
To be a writer,one must be bold
Live life to fullest and put your experience on wooly parchment
To see convention,break its stride
A downpour of ideas
Regurgitated onto paper from the pen's bleeding heart
Lifeblood makes best of mortal art
So mastery of the soul combined with flesh
Will make a saint of devilish illusion
Destruction and remodeling,a fusion
To create a rare,yet wildish bloom
As a songbird's plume
So diverse in color and repetition
The heart's speech without omission
This is true art
Non-restrained,alone and apart
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