The Color of Ink

Will Winslow Ever slow I don't know I also want to impart That I'm not trying to be smart When I show some heart And pull this skill apart On a lark or with purpose I start To spill So much ink intending to smother and kill The concept of blank pages being white, Bleeding letters until it turns black to eye sight, And then it will be written upon in white ink Until someone else has this thought that I think And they storm up so many white words That the blank page becomes bright blurbs Blending with blood as critical knives sink Changing that blank page pink And then what color do you color the ink? I'm asking YOU, so tell me already, what do you think!?