Ink, by Danielle Lewis Subscribe to rss feed for <font color=Danielle Lewis">

Works in pencil,
erase my memory of these harsh words,
make mistakes to see the light,
forget the wrond, learn the right.

Words in pen,
forever etched on modern papyrus,
white out my wrongs,
always reminded of the mess,
the mess caused by words in pencil and pen.

© Copyright of Danielle Lewis
Posted: 2005-10-02 22:45:48 UTC

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2005-10-04 05:02:34FirePoet
Very nice.