My grave

Walking in the ink spill
painting the floor black
gotta keep drinking all the red
my eyes still lit to green
blue is coming from my lips
the lavender in me
hair of crimson pink ribbons
my skin all a flame
walking in the ink spill
soaking up my grave

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