Nov 2013
4 that is what i have named by pen
and its ink is no longer blood
im writing with my breath now
for the life blood has run dry
and my breathing will carry me to my dying day
and its ink is no longer blood
im writing with my breath now
for the life blood has run dry
and my breathing will carry me to my dying day
(Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah)
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