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My words are written
The lines are yet untold
Every moment of my life
Makes a new phrase unfold

Into words that fly off pages
And glide into the sky
To ever changing shapes
That still the air nearby

Perhaps my innerlines
Describe my very thoughts
That are never told
To those who sought

To see the water flowing
Up and down the slope
Of ever changing formations
That wisp and interlope

These words will never stop
With ink as black as night
They will surely keep on going
No ifs, or buts, or might
Leave your impressions on the poem down below. :)
What do you think it's about?
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autumnlit Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2012
I really liked reading this. I think the innerlines are the writers inspiration. Everything we do we do for a reason. Something inspired us, something made us want to write, and if you look between the lines you can find what that is. :love:
EvelynTaliette Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2012  Student Writer
"Think between the lines..." Perhaps that is what the Innerlines are, the inner thoughts that all have but are seldom seen.
Nonetheless, amazing job on this. The flow holds true and it holds many different opportunity for interpretation. Well done!
high five man
LadyMortimus Featured By Owner May 28, 2012  Student General Artist
This is a very interesting, thought-provoking piece. I'll give you my interpretation on it just so I can see if I might have caught on to the "inner meaning" .. when you speak of "innerlines", I wasn't exactly sure what you meant, except that it might be something internal. I then read the poem further, and got the feel that these "innerlines" that you speak of are thoughts. Because they keep on going, and never stop.

I'm probably wrong, but I figured I'd let you know my thought process on this.

Great job :D
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