A lifetime of ink ran out.
How much ink do I have to buy?
I need to get you out of my head.
I need to clean my mind out.
I need the memories replaced.
Now my hands are ink stained.
Now I ran out of ink again.
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Author:
Destiny\'s Perspective (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 9th, 2022 06:26
- Category: Love
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