Quil Feather
By April Hack
Pain is the ink
I will write it all away
And I'll keep writing until there is nothing left
to say
Write down what I can't explain
Save the dreaming for tommorow
Because tonight I will just lay here
And write
When the pen finally dies
And the ink drys
I will let you read,
Let you see
The world through my eyes













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