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Ball Point Brilliance

Emerging as a soul bearer,
Alphabet controlling, spelling feelings,
Turning paper to pain.
Informing, remembering by design,
In details stories are told, as thee ink flows through my veins.
Laboring mentally, for your protection,
Wanting the willing to understand,
Quietly breaking down my own code of silence.
An artist, creating on a canvas of blue lines,
Gliding across, losing track of time,
With writers block violence.
Telling truths, too shallow to exaggerate, honestly gentle,
Resting every sentence equally in elegance.
Spilling in cursive emotions, displaying an endangered craft,
Balancing bold and beautiful,
Paragraphs blossom through relevance.
The universe confined by a rectangle, binded,
Holes hug metal rings,
The hand speaks clearer than the mouth.
These reflections, established in the west,
Founded by experiences, memories alternate destiny,
Ending in the south.
I openly invite all, enjoy my heartache and trials,
Explained in rhythm, performing sad magic,
My gorgeous release.
Changing mistakes with application,
Conviction feeds the hungry, disallowing all the trouble,
Erasing is absent,
Preventing any doubt of purgery from increase.

 by: Nicholas Angelo © 2007

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