Midnight Laments In Writing
 
Emotions run deep, poets weep
Thoughts collected and then
As tears fall with paper in hand
The poet picks up her well used pen

Words are spoken from her heart
As they are scrawled across the page
Emotions, paper, and pen all three
With her own heart engage

Into the deep of night she writes
Midnight therapy so consoled
When ink is spilled mixed with tears
Hers........ the story told


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When ink is spilled / mixed with tears hers/ the story told

By JacieStralkoDuca

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