Composed 7/30/13
Description: Multiple things this could refer to. But they’re all situations writers fear…
He stole her inspiration
Cut out her tongue
Paralyzed her fingers
He left emptiness where there was life
Fear where there had been love
But worse
He invaded her heart and mind
And all without permission
She’d run a thousand miles
To save the innocents he’d taken
So she chased him down
To a house uptown
And knocked him off his block
And she got her inspiration back
All one hundred pages
Scraps of Paper 