Waste

I can't write anymore poems 
about you, I've wasted too much 
ink on you. 

wasted too many lines 
on your disappointment
wasted too many words 
on your lies 

This is the last time 
my ink will waste on you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Berdoo Avatar
March 22, 2014 at 9:21 AM
Good for you Ana, you have better things to do with your writing talent. I will say this, its the pain that brings out the passion in your write! ~~WRITE ON!~~
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