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Observing an Inkbottle To those who like the rain, I do not sit and wonder why. I simply smile at life and the fact there are people who still like the rain.Observing an Inkbottle by ~chemical-zen
My inkbottle spilled. I thought for an instant to get a cloth, but that thought was soon dismissed as I decided to watch it a bit. It crept like a plague, blackening the surface of the oak table as it moved towards the edge at snail's pace. Stretching out a glossy finger, the ink extended its reach until a drip was formed. An instant brought it to the floor with a subtle, tap. Fast-formed fingers rose up, but returned again hastily to the fist of ink that first cast them
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Sta.sh
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Before our innocence was lost
you were always one of those blessed with lucky 7s,
and the voice that made me cry.
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~My only Weapon is Poetry~
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"Sugar never melts in the rain....AND NOR WILL I!!!"
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~My only Weapon is Poetry~
You have a cool gallery ^^
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YAMIMI
i wanted to come by and say hi to you!!!
and thank you very much for the fave
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Leelynn.