The Ink Ran Out
The ink ran out
The paper did curl
The words had nowhere to lay
The poem couldn’t be finished today
The ink had spilt
Ink had ran out
The words had nowhere to go
The paper was torn and ripped
The words just danced in the room
They wrote on the walls
They wrote on the floors
They danced in the sunlight
They danced with the twinkling stars
They danced in my mind
They danced in my imagination
The words ran through my thoughts
The words had real heart
The ink ran out
The paper did curl
The words had nowhere to lay
The poem couldn’t be finished today
Toria
3/2/2022
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