Spilled Ink
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
Do I write too much? Probably. Am I going to stop? Probably not. Here's a second book for my poetry! Feel free to leave a comment, criticism is nice!! Also, if you enjoy the read, leave me a vote and expect more to come!
a collection of poems ranging from happy to sad. im just a wanna be lover in a world of hate.
I write poetry all the time to an empty audience. I don't expect posting it here to be any different but at least I'm putting my work out there.
a collection of works I write at 2 am MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKING: #1 in POETRY love y'all thanks for the support
lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡
"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]