for a year
you were all i wrote about,
now i have writers block.
you were my ink and now i am lost.
who am i without a pen?
k.h.
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one fifty one
for a year
you were all i wrote about,
now i have writers block.
you were my ink and now i am lost.
who am i without a pen?
k.h.
