Ink speaks.

If you could only write once,

what would you say?

Would you let your thoughts that run deep

crawl out and play,

allow the pen's ink

to give all your secrets away.

Or would you just jot down a few things

and continue to hide.

Sit back and

let the ink continue one's lies.

If the ink was the only thing

to help one read thy's eyes,

What would they say?

Would they brighten someone's day

or fade the colors grey?

You only write once.

Every letter shall sing a song

and every word shall have a story that follows

along.

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