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Paper and Ink

February 22, 2016
By Anonymous

Whoever would have thought a malleable heart so distraught.

Beset with sorrow, a little happiness it will borrow.

Enveloped with fright, hoping for a little light.

Oblitterated into oblivion.

Lost amongst a million.


The author's comments:

This was one of the first poems that I wrote and also one of favourite.


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