The Ink That Bleeds
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“Where words spill truth and pain becomes poetry. I write what others fear to feel. Welcome to the page where ink doesn’t dry it bleeds.”
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January 6, 2026 at 6:31 AM
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Salt on my skin. Peace in my chest.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
December 21, 2025 at 1:29 AM
Salt on my skin. Peace in my chest.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
Salt on my skin. Peace in my chest.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
December 21, 2025 at 1:29 AM
Salt on my skin. Peace in my chest.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
The sea holds what I release.
Yemayá receives it all.
Where Shadows Drink
Beneath the moons unholy glow,a whisper crawls across the floor.Ashes breathe where hope once burned,the night is deep it has no end.
Step inside but don’t look back
the light you lose won’t find the track.And when you feel your spirit sink..you’ll know the dark is here to drink
Beneath the moons unholy glow,a whisper crawls across the floor.Ashes breathe where hope once burned,the night is deep it has no end.
Step inside but don’t look back
the light you lose won’t find the track.And when you feel your spirit sink..you’ll know the dark is here to drink
August 17, 2025 at 6:09 PM
Where Shadows Drink
Beneath the moons unholy glow,a whisper crawls across the floor.Ashes breathe where hope once burned,the night is deep it has no end.
Step inside but don’t look back
the light you lose won’t find the track.And when you feel your spirit sink..you’ll know the dark is here to drink
Beneath the moons unholy glow,a whisper crawls across the floor.Ashes breathe where hope once burned,the night is deep it has no end.
Step inside but don’t look back
the light you lose won’t find the track.And when you feel your spirit sink..you’ll know the dark is here to drink
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July 24, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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July 24, 2025 at 2:56 PM