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Dull ink

  He sits in dim light With a pen in hand; Though he could spit ink Off the tip of his tongue Young man, syncing his lips With the beat of his thoughts The ink from his pen Chases his hand, but Never quite perfects the path Only dull words and Empty lines remain intact 
— Breakinglogic, Dec 04, 2009

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Region, Country: California, USA

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Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

16 years 6 months ago

Dull ink

I thought this was really good ~~~~~~~~~ Be whoever you are At all times, and Remember that Because of this, people will Always Respect, and Admire you ©2008Leonard Respectfully Yours, Barbara
Seren

Seren

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Logic

I liked this very much ... its got substance and its a beginning I think this could go further ;) kind regards love Jayne