Ink

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I think of my heart as ink,

because I stab at it for inspiration,

I use it to tell my revelations,

because I am unique, a writer worth-

well a reader  to fall in love.

that is why I write in form

and down a page,

for someone to assuage

and hopefully appreciate

all I can spread with my pen.

Trust me , my heart has a lot of ink.

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