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all i can do

you spilled across my life
indian ink seeping down a white sheet of paper
desperately i attempted to wipe you away
cleanse myself of this unwelcome intrusion
but you lingered on, a smudge that never left
i tried to cover you, but no matter what i used
a small part of you would bleed through
you are irremovable, a permanent decoration
on the walls of my past, and all i can do
is work around you, take a bit more of that
dark ink and draw a prettier picture

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  • Danna Hobart
    April 3

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    Oh, I like the movement in this piece and the symbolism of the ink. Thank you for entering my contest.

  • ea silver member
    March 18

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    yes, there are some stains that white-out can not take care of... I enjoyed this, or I should say, I related to it, indeed, being ever the eraser, or the crumbler of paper.