By Ali
Date: 2001 May 15
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Ink

I tried to write you a letter
To tell you how I feel
But, all my words kept slipping off the page
Blurring together, and landing in a heap...
My wastepaper basket is full of pitiful attempts
As is the floor surrounding it
And I find that I am at a loss
With nothing coming out quite right
None of my words are meaninful enough
I am whirlwind of confused ink...
Yet, the well has yet to run dry
So, I dip the quill gently in, again
And try one more time
To tell you exactly how I feel...