Secrete Pen

A message is written with a black staining ink.
A message for a bitter-sweet end.
Hidden away in a blue marble sink.
A note I hope you won't bend.

I hope you read it with care.
For I am willing to share.
A burden for pain.
A loss for gain.

I share my secret pen.
For it is my bren (my weapon).
It is the voice of my thoughts.
I hope this wasn't all for naught.

This pen and message were meant for you.
For it is where my heart beats.
This is where I wish it is where your heart beats too.


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