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Feb 2018
Pen
The ink swirls on my paper
Words that alone make no sense
But together they form a sentence
Like a baby they rely on others
Meaning things interpreted by the reader
Deep or shallow
Every little word has meaning

Ink swells on my paper
Swirling different colors
Greens, Yellows, Blues, and Purples
All different shades
Telling a story
How you feel is how you draw
Every creative mind
Every little mark

My pen
My friend
Writing what I direct it to
Causing all my fears to melt into color
All my daily and nightly worries
Melted into my pen
Melting as the fluent movements of my pen
Cause it to spread on my paper
Causing a beautiful picture of life
Written by
Quiet Rose  13/F
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