Never dry
Some ink never dries
From needle or quill
Dipped into a heart
And the promises made
I swear
I will forever be there
I will always have your back
Fearless and fierce
You launch into life
The ink never dries
It’s as true as I swore it
No matter how time has passed
In shading or blood
A promise is a promise.
I want to read all your work and not pretend you’re someone you’re not.
That’s too strange a compliment so let me back up. I have been reading, and I am glad to see your name in recent entries. Impressive, open work.
@e3 thanks love!
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She got her blood and you kept your promise.
this must be a joke
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