A Writer's Life
Don't be fooled by my pen, paper, and smile.
I am happy because I write.
I do not write because I am happy.
Those who write because they are happy,
Have shallow shallow stories.
Only pain can breed joy,
As only hate can breed love.
So do not be fooled when you see me with my pen, paper, and smile
For I am not happy in the moment, but I will be after.
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