Inked
Let this ink run through me. I bleed poison
Artwork displayed on a canvas so intense with emotion the colors run deep
Feel that pain? Bring to life the imagery in my head
Sink into a coma of memories
Each line a new beginning, a step closer to your future
A diary open to view
Understand my past,
Accept my awareness to a harsh life
Draw these scars and mold my body
Lost in a sea of streaming waters let this ink become me
I'm lost in the ocean
Come find me?
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