Inked words
These words that I'm writing
Aren't just ink on paper
To be crumpled, thrown
Honey
They're words that my lips had forsaken
But my mind still talks about
And this heart still utters
every letter
Kept locked at the corners of my ponders
not for the world to judge
No
Just for you and me
In case your thoughts are one
Ones that brought me here
By Jessica John Posko (J.J. Posko)
Instagram: @poetrychips
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