Spilled Ink
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
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A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry