Inked minds, imprints the souls
It's all a mess, what the heart beholds.
Drop by drop the ink flows,
From letters to paragraphs,
maybe even a prose.
We feel so much,
are able to write down so little,
leaves us feeling as low as such.
Inked minds, imprints the souls
It's all a mess, what the heart beholds.
Drop by drop the ink flows,
From letters to paragraphs,
maybe even a prose.
We feel so much,
are able to write down so little,
leaves us feeling as low as such.
Y/n- please don't beat me I will never try to run away i promise please
Jimin- no no no why are you crying don't cry.this is your punishment take it like a good wife.
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MUMMA!
"Baby we are just...