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As My Ink Runs Dry
My heart aches,
And tears stain the pages,
Each line a glimpse,
Each verse a battle.

The ink flows,
As emotions spill,
Every word a cry,
Hoping you would feel.

I feel a heaviness,
Weigh on my chest,
Deepest thoughts of you,
That won't let me rest.

My pen now falters,
My words begin to wane,
And all that's left,
Is the echo of my pain.

As my ink runs dry,
These tears I cannot hide,
For I am here alone,
With a love that won't subside.

@iam.inkedsoul