Bleed Ink

January 30, 2011
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I talk in rhyme
See through ages
Hear voices
And smell like pages

I live in fantasy
Toy with reality
Can change the past
Or erase it entirely

This is what a writer is
One that sits, but truly lives
They see the world, and much more
Can open any door
This is what I aim to be
A pawn in both realities
I devour literature
Drink language
Bleed in ink
Study sages

And last but certainly not least,
When my pen writes,
My heart speaks.





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