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The Inkwell
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They have taken flight
No ink in the well
To write on this night
Some call it the block
How fitting its name
For a poet and pen
Tis such a cruel game
What if this well stays dry?
One of my bigest fears
What happened to blues
Of laughter and tears
Inspiration I seek
Before its too late
Godspeed me the words
Don't let this be my fate
~THE FLOWING PEN~
7-8-05
They have taken flight
No ink in the well
To write on this night
Some call it the block
How fitting its name
For a poet and pen
Tis such a cruel game
What if this well stays dry?
One of my bigest fears
What happened to blues
Of laughter and tears
Inspiration I seek
Before its too late
Godspeed me the words
Don't let this be my fate
~THE FLOWING PEN~
7-8-05
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The Inkwell
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