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Bleed Ink
January 30, 2011
I talk in rhyme
See through ages
Hear voices
And smell like pages
I live in fantasy
Toy with reality
Can change the past
Or erase it entirely
This is what a writer is
One that sits, but truly lives
They see the world, and much more
Can open any door
This is what I aim to be
A pawn in both realities
I devour literature
Drink language
Bleed in ink
Study sages
And last but certainly not least,
When my pen writes,
My heart speaks.
© Julia K., Old Tappan, NJ
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