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Jan 2020
Him
His arms are covered with a rainbow of ink
Each one different, they all are so unique
what stories life beneath his works of art?
Perhaps scars and broken pieces of his heart?
Maybe from a time when he felt misunderstood
or maybe he got them because someone said he never would
They say he once served in the military
so perhaps they were his saving grace from fear that was to heavy for him to carry.
His ink runs from finger to elbows
but the truth behind them I will never know
Forgive my poor punctuation
Written by
Abi  F/at the end of the rainbow
(F/at the end of the rainbow)   
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   Bryn Kennell, Bogdan Dragos and Colm
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