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A Tired Pen, With....

A broken feather...

I spend my waking hours.

Searching for my dreams....... and.

In trying, to ... hold...... back,

the night ......

And everything, 

it brings.

I've seen, every..... kind of sunset, and I've shared, more dawns ......than, you could, ever.... know.

So...

Painted lady, tell me....

Are they emblems of your...

forgotten love?

Or are they lost moments,from 

deep within, your past.....

Why then,do you hide them....

neath your clothes?

I know each one... For.

I've kissed... each, and 

every

Weary, ink!

Giajl © Jim Love