Thursday, January 4, 2018

Words

Though page was blank
It is now filled with words
Words of passion
Words of joy
Words of sarrow
Words to enjoy

Though this page was blank
Through my pen
It is filled with the words of life
Words of pain
Words of congratulations
Words of sadness
Words from the insane

Though this page was blank
Life spilt out

In the drying ink

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