Saturday, 2 January 2016

Ink

Oh my soulmate I thought I found you so
We clicked like the sound of a pen
Deeper than what our eyes
Could ever see

We've been through storms
Dancing in the bin
Till the sun couldn't wait any longer
To shine

In the end
Just like any pen
We ran out of ink
After staining each other
You left
Along with a part of me

We're alive
I was alive

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