Pale face
Everything around me is white
Talk with the doctor
Excessive horror comes from my heart
Ready for the surgery
Lacerate my skin and I fall asleep
All the time was stop, then
I liberate.
Victor Hugo
Ink is his weapon, for
Continued the writing
Travel in his book
Offset the emptiness in my heart
Reach by his writing
How wonderful the story is
Unhoped-for plot
Glory to his soul
Oh, the greatest writer in the world.
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