Inky Inspiration
Sunny skies and scented candles do not give me inspiration.
Lava cakes or icecream are not what stimulates my soul.
What enlightens me are the darkest nights.
The moments where my heart is heavy laden
When my eyes release the ocean within them
The times when I run out of words and thoughts
When I have too many blank pages
What gives me inspiration is my ego
The part I never let the world see
The part that I fight every day
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