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Bleed'N Ink

bleed'n ink like a river slithering around mountains through valleys and over cliffs gushing out falling free all the ink that's in me I urge to bleed personal possessive pronouns in front of your name and every endearment personal possessive pronoun this personal possessive pronoun that personal possessive pronoun sweet... personal possessive pronoun dear... they all roll right off my keyboard but they mean nothing unless rolled right off my tongue you aren't personal possessive pronoun anything--yet and I've hemorrhaged a blood bank over you ... yeah true... you've spilled vast quantities over me, too quite the ink bath we're wading through but no personal possessive pronouns start using them on me I'll start using them on you next thing you know I'm on flights with stuffed bunnies, roses, chocolates, and daisies believing in happily ever after so... no personal possessive pronouns not until we have no more ink to bleed but, oh, how I want you to be....

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Date: 12/7/2022 5:45:00 AM
Hey Steven. I like this one too. Very cleverly written verse. BTW, what happened to your "Soup Drama" poem?
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Steven Young
Date: 12/7/2022 6:29:00 AM
Thank you, Linda. I thought better of soup drama. I don't like it, but it's not mine. I'd be drawing attention to ugliness I wish would just go away.

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