I spill the ink beneath the tips of fingers
Colors of array that spreads my wings of reality
Speaking life through the blank pages that allows me to write the thoughts thats unexplainable
Words that spills freely
Lyrically
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Poetry by a great poetess, Lyrical Passion
I spill the ink beneath the tips of fingers
Colors of array that spreads my wings of reality
Speaking life through the blank pages that allows me to write the thoughts thats unexplainable
Words that spills freely
Lyrically
