Saturday, 2 October 2010

Filled With Ink

The Tools

As the pages of notebook have more ink poured over them, I begin to feel lighter.

My head empties but everyday something new is added, one thought leaves and another takes its place.

When the ink runs dry, my headaches return - my mind isn't at rest.

The thoughts and ideas eventually expire.

Wasted without a chance to showcase their full potential.

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