Ink Heart
His heart bleeds ink
It spills down his arm
To pool in his hand
A reservoir of emotions
Rising to the surface
What was hidden
Now revealed
Exposed in thin lines
These veins of feeling
Spilling from skin
Onto paper
Allowing you to read
His black-hearted soul
Words: ©2019LCR
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