Inkwell

Do you even read these words?
No matter how profound or absurd
Can you feel them on your nerves?
What purpose to you do they serve?

I write about pleasure and mostly pain
The ink I use, it drains
Directly from my veins
Writing is the only thing
That seems to keep me sane

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