Ink & Blood

Bleed.

Huh, Hemingway?

That’s what I ought to do?

At times I’ve tried, but tend to find, my blood just isn’t blue.

Like yours

 

The royalty of writers

The king some would say

 

If ink is blood 

I suppose I must

 

Die 

To write my name

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“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed”
- Ernest Hemingway
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