Too many of these words were for you
It's time I started investing into my own word bank.
Each verb and each adjective
a little piece of my brain
a little piece of my heart
a little something that'll keep me sane
a little something that is just for me
No longer does this pen ghost write your name
into words that are just my feelings
snuck between a few clever lines of prose
I'll take this pen and write myself out of this awful story we inked ourselves into.
April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Ink.
Posted by David Scheidt at 5:08 PM
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