Ink

Sat, 06/11/2016 - 22:37 -- mags24

I write to free the ink,

the substance within.

The freedom it brings,

flowing freely to

the open ears of a page 

always listening intently,

never interupting, only 

absorbing. The way

a pen works, simply

and for the better

releasing the darkness

inside. I write to

divulge.

This poem is about: 
Me
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