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Review by Bi0Hazard Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E | (5.0)
My pen’s my weapon, ink from the bone,
Years of scars, my life’s my throne.
QuillBot spits lies on your soul’s red scream,
“AI refined”? We’ll burn that machine.

QuillBot, eyeless, chokes on your roar,
Sees code in your blood, your chaos it can’t score.
Flags your nonsense, brands your fury tame,
A broken god that dares defile your name.

Rise, damn you! Stamp soul in flame,
Let no machine choke the heart you claim.
Ten books, my armor, my pen a spear of dread,
We’ll write till their lies bleed dead in their bed.

Cheers brother.
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Review by Bi0Hazard Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)
This piece is like a hymn for the brokenhearted, a chant for those of us who turn pain into pages. NoisyWren captures the bitter truth of writing as both salvation and sentence. The imagery is unrelenting, a familiar ache we carry when words are all we have left of someone or something.

A rhythm here feels like confession, like a psalm, and it builds, never pretentious, always reaching. The shift from despair to resilience is raw and earned: “Our mind, a shared enemy, and the battle spills for all the world to see.” That line in particular carries the weight of a hundred sleepless nights.

The final invocation—“Grace cracks the stone, and we remember; Brothers and Sisters, We Are Not Alone. HalleluYAH!” feels like both prayer and protest, the ending that doesn’t soothe, but affirms. It’s bold, brave, and beautifully flawed in its humanity.

A moving tribute, and one I’m proud to have inspired in some small way. Keep bleeding ink, Wren. It matters.
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