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Author's Note:
I'm not really sure what this poem is about. It's kind of about a heart that was broken and now is so confused, that the feelings and emotions within her heart no longer spill out on paper.. instead all that remains is a blank piece of paper with no ink on it. It may sound like a poem about writer's block. Interpret as you wish. (:
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The pen used to release so many emotions-
is now becoming invisible; the ink is fading.
Pad of paper remains blank and without words-
mind confused; no words pouring out.
Attempting to write these feelings results in failure-
the words just slip off the paper in frustration.
Broken heart; shattered to pieces and alone;
not a single word can explain the piercing pain.
Hand aching, as it struggles to write the words-
cramping; more pain; it's not what she needs.
Pen on paper; she moves the pen with a light stroke.
No ink; all that remains is a blank piece of paper,
no matter how much effort she puts into spilling-
all the emotions and feelings from her confused heart.
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