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Feature 3!So it is time for the last feature Shall we continue?Feature 3! by ~DwarvenSmith
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And now, a photograph. A picture of a nice horizo
Before I Can Become a WriterDevelop insomnia. DevelopBefore I Can Become a Writer by *intricately-ordinary
problems with substance abuse,
nothing serious, but enough
that I can say “write drunk,
edit sober” and mean it.
Drink tea. Write about drinking
tea. Take up smoking, ignore
the thoughts about it being
a slower suicide. Write about
suicide. Don’t mean it.
Write about sunsets and
ink veins. Mean it.
Fall in love with someone
who will never love me back.
Lament. Write a million
crappy poems and two good
ones. Never show him.
Move on. Write a few more
bad poems. Fall in love with
someone perfect. Screw it up.
Fall in love with someone awful.
Call him perfect. Screw it up.
Cry. Cry for the inevitable,
the way my family never
loved me right, the way my
first kiss was regrettable
at best, the way my therapist
says my depression is a demon
taking over me. Cry for the
changeable, the way
I hate my body and my writing
and everything I live to be.
Use clichés. Live clichés,
breathe clichés, be
a cliché. Write a poem
how to be a writergrab a sharpie and paint your nose,how to be a writer by =your-methamphetamine
(yes even under your eyes)
write about them.
adopt a dishonest love for
and showcase it with your speech;
fill it to the brim with references.
especially if you haven't read him
and don't know who he died
listen to music you will never like
to write verses everyone else
make them say yes
when you're writing about saying
glorify your sadness.
it can be innovated
and every chance you get
fall in love with people you
know your parents will hate.
love till you are out of space to
write about the sea
and how it's fucking
write about space and how
the universe is either against you
or with us all in equal
behind your words;
start writing the truth
with your lies.
engulf metaphors in the morning,
find depression a