My Pen Is Never Shy

My pen is never shy,
Not too proud to not tell,
Not too vexed to lie,
The truth and all the flaws it shares,
Its manifestation above reality,
Its distinction and authenticity,
Such an exceptional piece, a pin pointed ball in ink
No matter what the color is genuine it remains,

Fluently is all it says,
Perfect it ain’t, but full of care
Yet the truth hurts,
But understand I cry at times and still roll with times
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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