A blank piece of paper
I can write, draw, do anything
a note, a letter, a story
I start to have a vision
I'll write a little message
Send it out to sea
As the bottle floats away
I hope that someone finds it
Two days later a call for me
Someone found my message
They said they opened the bottle
But the paper was folded In a heart
And the ink was running off
And as my vision ended
I was sad to think
That every heart will bleed
But now I know
My message in a bottle will be
A Paper Heart Bleeds Ink
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 10:45 PM UTC
A blank piece of paper
I can write, draw, do anything
a note, a letter, a story
I start to have a vision
I'll write a little message
Send it out to sea
As the bottle floats away
I hope that someone finds it
Two days later a call for me
Someone found my message
They said they opened the bottle
But the paper was folded In a heart
And the ink was running off
And as my vision ended
I was sad to think
That every heart will bleed
But now I know
My message in a bottle will be
A Paper Heart Bleeds Ink
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