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We writers get praised for our writing But I feel we shouldn't be applauded for bleeding We just chose ink for tears Paper for corpses Books for mortuaries And videos for funerals Don't sympathise with our pains You are urged and at liberty to celebrate What your blood sweat and tears couldn't verbalise Hearts get heavy when it becomes a prisoner in pain So like Paul and Silas we will write ourselves out of this cage. Because hearts are freed when words widen the bars This disclaimer may be used to express a thorough honest wound, pain, thought, opinion Or anything praiseworthy in celebration of love. No word is ever forgotten As long as mortuaries stay open