Paradox Pen in motion, the ink doth appear. The up and down intricacies and the glide of the ball in motion; gliding atop parchment now stained to test the sands of time of literature. As text pours fluid through the tip of my quill, and the trance of emotions release takes hold, a story of epic proportions manifests in written form, with the mental backing of a poet, forming a solid flowetry, my words weave in maniacal manner; a story of flow and pattern. When upon deeper realization of what is written before you, you realize that there is no story to be told. Just a thought process to be had... #IntricateB And check out my book Wasted Youth Remembers amazon/dp/B00H1LFKH4/
Posted on: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 13:29:05 +0000
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