ink stain
As ink drips from the pen
To confess the multiple sins
I can't help but pretend I am that page soaking up the very essence of you
As you dot your I's ever so passionately
Every stroke in remembrance of every stroke that passed through me
Every curve of your pen
The further you delve in
I am branded from within praying the story will never end

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Deep! Loved it!!
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I like this
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Vague enough to be interesting. Kudos
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