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The Ink Well

The Ink well has dried up
My words have turned to dust
There's no one to talk to
Not a single soul I trust

Go on and try to defeat me
You won't be the first
I'm bound and determined
To quench this parched thirst

You can try but you can't win
I've been to hell and back again
Go ahead with all of your might
To dim this candle burning bright
Written by faithmairee (Faith Elizabeth Brigham)
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