I inked a deal with myself, and then let it all flow.
It had the warmth of tears, and coldness of regret.
Weekend Writing Prompt #215 – Ink
Ink
I inked a deal with myself, and then let it all flow.
It had the warmth of tears, and coldness of regret.
Weekend Writing Prompt #215 – Ink
Reena Saxena 
A very attention-getting piece.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome, Reena.
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A contract inked with pain. Your words flow so beautifully.
pax,
dora
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Thank you so much!
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Beautiful and evocative!
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Thank you, Na’ama!
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rue stet
and just
yet
ABOUT FACE~
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Thanks!
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Awesome
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Thanks 🙏
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You’re welcome ☺️
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