Ink-Artistry Secret Poem by Cruise World
Ink-Artistry Secret
You're beating around the bush,
Yet your arrow has a serious point to hit.
Wisdom, and your past speaks through the way you write.
I'm seeing an injured spot in your heart.
Is it fine to serve me your past?
My soul is ready to consume your night.
You write me with chains and code,
The atmosphere speaks, saying decode.
I think you have a bitter past,
And whatever it is, I'm willing to listen.
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