Calligraphy

Deliberating about something cool
Which can varnish a smirk on someone's face
Don't know a bit, if you deem that I'm a fool 
But this hand with a pen, grasping commotion for this race
It's hard to conceive this verses 
Kind a like I'm in crisis 
Stop meditating that this is nonsense
I am just with adoration for this calligraphy that I miss.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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