Ink

You've dipped into the ink well again
Writing words without a pen
Your thoughts become etched in stone
In your world you're all alone

Take my words
Twist and turn
Take my words
Live and learn

Your heart is black
And that's okay
You'll always paint
Your world to grey

What's left for us
What can we say?
With your ink
You rule the day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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