my ink bleeds from all angles.
it tumbles around and clings to your tangles
and stumbles through pages and pages on end,
tickles my mind before i hit send.
Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
my ink bleeds from all angles.
it tumbles around and clings to your tangles
and stumbles through pages and pages on end,
tickles my mind before i hit send.
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