Blank page

Open book
Colorless and empty
A page folded from within
Marked for view
But nothing to see
A canvas of egg shell white
Perhaps You expected more
Regrets are sent with no hesitation
what i am
there for you to peer upon with judging eyes
You look for color
The bare scribe tells my story
A colorless adventure
Filled with unimportant events
Not worth mentioning
Im a blank page
Ready to be filled
The pen is in your guiding hand
Im fine
Im ready


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