Sometimes, all that I worry about is deletion
That you'll scan through your thoughts,
Decide that I'm utterly out of place in your life,
And hit the backspace key of your mind
Until not even the Undo button can bring me back.
I fear that you'll erase all trace of me
From your past, present and future
You'll decide that your Word Doc can't remain blank
And you'll type up a new story
With a new plot starring new characters;
A plot out of which I will be carefully edited
Author's Note: I feel every single word of this.
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