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Ink and Paper

He was the Ink.
the ink that glides
Across the page.
He faded with age,
His beautiful script forgotten,
Replaced by a messy hand.

She was the Paper,
Pale and fragile,
Easily torn,
Often worn.

Ink and Paper.
Alone they are nothing,
Together they were something.
Something that changed.
Changed with time.



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Shade3043This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 9:29 pm:
Nice. VERY nice. That's all I gotta say. 5/5
 
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liberalartistThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 29 at 11:24 am:
thank you people. its ironic that the only verion is online :D
 
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Zoya_KhanThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 29 at 10:06 am:
Very Nice :) :) :)
 
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tiasaThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 29 at 9:27 am:
love this verse. It is amazing!
 
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