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Ink
My body bleeds ink
So therefore
I write
I tell of the moon
And how it blots out
My light
Turning my sunny days
Into dark alleyways
My smiles
Into hurt
My heartless sleeve
Now covered in dirt
I cry as I bleed
With this final note
I concede
My shirt
Soaked in ink
So others
Can read.
So therefore
I write
I tell of the moon
And how it blots out
My light
Turning my sunny days
Into dark alleyways
My smiles
Into hurt
My heartless sleeve
Now covered in dirt
I cry as I bleed
With this final note
I concede
My shirt
Soaked in ink
So others
Can read.
Published 12th Jun 2022
| Edited 17th Jun 2022
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