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The Ink Pen
What more can be written when words
begin to whisper from the writer's pen
this vendetta of silent ancestry
If ever my heart were to cease from life
let those who hear listen in rife
of all I've written a travesty
If I leave the world unannounced
forgive me God if words pronounce
the severity of my thoughts
in words distraught
begin to whisper from the writer's pen
this vendetta of silent ancestry
If ever my heart were to cease from life
let those who hear listen in rife
of all I've written a travesty
If I leave the world unannounced
forgive me God if words pronounce
the severity of my thoughts
in words distraught
Published 14th Oct 2013
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14th Oct 2013 2:08am
If I leave the world unannounced
forgive me God if words pronounce
the severity of my thoughts
in words distraught- Nicely said-I've often wondered and sometimes worried what if my written words were the last words my loved ones had of me -how would they feel
forgive me God if words pronounce
the severity of my thoughts
in words distraught- Nicely said-I've often wondered and sometimes worried what if my written words were the last words my loved ones had of me -how would they feel
14th Oct 2013 2:38am
They probably wouldn't make sense of it at first I'm sure they'd see it as just a simple reading of their loved ones thoughts and feelings however their emotional view of it might not do them any justice because regardless of how they choose to feel about it..they'll wonder themselves why it was written as such for the pain never truly leaves us..
14th Oct 2013 3:17pm
