On Losing ConfidenceA Poem by Invisible Inkin like a lion, out like a lambThese words will miss my lips by more than a mile so all I hope by this may be meaningless a chance to fill in the void of a endless universe in which my muted star pales in comparison I can not pour out these words that do not come I am not the roaring tiger I thought I once was © 2010 Invisible InkFeatured ReviewReviews
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StatsAuthorInvisible InkNCAbout"I guess I wrote in invisible ink, Oh, I've tried to think how I could have made it appear"- Aimee Mann Open the cage and set the bird free. I am a writer. A poet. Words have saved me. I am a .. more..Writing
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