Raining ink, blue bloodshed
In waters, I sink to my deathbed.
Leaving behind pages on which i bled.
Have you read?
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A poetry collection
Raining ink, blue bloodshed
In waters, I sink to my deathbed.
Leaving behind pages on which i bled.
Have you read?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A poetry collection
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and kind of just make you want to say, "life is beautiful, isn't it?" - a totally unbiased revi...