ink donaldson i is for ink, what rhymes with ink? dr___ 990607 ... gaudior soft spoken words spilled out carelessly, so carelessly and they mar my ivory double bond legal size soul beyond repair 000114 ... sean ink is the most beautiful thing in existence... (along with exageration, that is). it allows people to express themselves with such ease. may i present... expression: http://www.angelfire.com/journal/ink ... mmwah! 000125 ... like rain. dry caking to the inside of my pen coagulating and sticking into nothingness and emptiness and when the cartridge is useless and it has all been poured away the world is no better for it and it is lost in the emptiness of the air like a vacuum that desecrates and destroys my thoughts into everyday nothingness archetypal mundaneness making me see myself for who i really am everybody's nobody 010511 ... jestification i love you...i need you...please give me... on my fingers, injected under my cutaneous layers.... flowing from my pen. black. blue. red. celebration of you. celebrating through you. recording memories with you and infinite symbols. speechless. beauty. thank you for your existance. i'm always speechless... it's always beautiful. 011204 ... xyz A villainous compound of tannogallate of iron, gum-arabic and water, chiefly used to facilitate the infection of idiocy and promote intellectual crime. -Devil's Dictionary 031027 ... RedDragon Yup, I can see that. 040207 ... Rachel Smeared black ink... All these voices won't let me think. The broken glass lays on the floor The black puddle is growing more My world is colored black and white I can't seem to find what's right But it doesn't matter anymore I leave this place; walk out the door. 040330 ... smurfus rex I got ink done on my right shoulder 040330 ... pete this ink marks my clothes, stains my soul beneath the outer shell which is shown to the world. hidden away the day goes on hiding from the light and the presence of all life. perhaps the way will open forward allow the winds to breathe through the valleys where the rivers run uplifting the world we think we see. it hollows inside the darkness, away to where i hide my sacred light it seks to violated the premsises which have so long remained clean sacrilige on the high front, a shadow over all gods forever and a day no more together as the air breathes in lost when it exhales at last nothing really questions here reality is what it is, until the truth cannot be seen true through the words we all love so dear this little journey we go on, all from that spilt ink spilt ink upon a page scribbling out the memoirs of past lives and future's poets tales. singing together our voices put shame to those assembled when this earth was made, together and never and always between words all jumble together and thoughts become unclean. 040331 ... somebody where would we be without it? 040401 ... becca this night is ink drinking me in surrounding me folding in over me suffocating so black here can't move can't breathe can't sleep come home baby... I'm sinking... damn poker I need you 070113 ... unhinged yes, i think it's more than time for some new_ink 070114 ... olive when octopussys are scared ink floods around there bodies making the water around them black. when my pussy is scared too, ink floods around my body making the bed around me black. 101111 what's it to you? who go blather from