Friday, April 6, 2012

Ink Comments

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Pouring your heart out in the form of ink,
Onto paper in words, constantly feeling the sting.
Only its messy scrawl feels the pain,
Of your unbearable loss and your struggle to gain.
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Klaudia Eastwood
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Shihabudheen K J 07 April 2012

Good poem.still wat does the last lines mean.ink i think is a symbol of creativity.

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