Sometimes you have to smother your own flame to keep the moth away.
Moth
Put it out
Wand
Cause and effect
You wave your pen like a wand and poof I am vanished. Tears dripping like ink.
Ill Regards
Some pens are better left in the trash.
I held him high with my pen but then he leaked all over me. And now his memory is a stain on my shirt.
Leaky Pen
From pen to flesh
Your pen leaks right from the page into my flesh. Are they words or landmines?
Searching For A Better Place 