The Ink Will Tell


A world of fluency

Where there is no wrong

Where love is the currency

And we all belong

A place of escape

The heart's true mirror

A never ending tape

That soothes the ear

I am a bird

Completely free

I don't have to be heard

But I can be me

I can confess my soul

The pure and the sin

An infernal toll

That burns within

Strike the world 

With the stroke of a pen

With my fingers curled

I am stronger than men

My reasons come from my every cell

You'll find my answer, the ink will tell 


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