MY PEN SPEAKS FLUENT IN A RANGE OF MULTIPLE COLORS, SOMETIMES THE RED INK BLEEDS THAT ANGUISH OF PAST PRESENT AND DISTANT LOVERS.... THAT'S WHEN THE INDIGO TAKES OVER TO HELP MEND THOSE BROKEN BLUES, SIGNING OFF WITH THAT SIGNATURE INK WHILE DROPPING THOSE HEY ME~HEY YOU CLUES... BUT THE DEEPEST OF THE DEEP IS WHEN I BLEED HARD CORE BLACK, THOSE WORDS ARE CAREFULLY PENNED AND REPRESENT PURE TRUTH WITH REAL FACTS... VERY ARTICULATE IN THE WAY IT DRIPS, THE ARCH IN MY FINGERS AND HOW I DIP... THESE EXCERPTS ARE THE IODINE THAT'S CLEANSING MY WOUNDS, MAKING BANDAGES OUT OF SPIRAL PAPER THAT MY THOUGHTS CONTINUOUSLY CONSUME....
((( I GET'S DEEP )))
Love your creativity...Ink on Shantell, Peace!!
ReplyDeleteTHANK YOU RA... APPRECIATE!!
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