In my Veins runs India Ink.

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Deep in my Sleep, I feel her Eyes staring at me into the dark. Wild Animals, restless, shaking from fear.
I know they have been hurt before and tracked a thousand miles.
I know it will take a hundred Sunsets for Her to Trust again.
‘Know that she’ll long be watching me, as I slide into sleep, soon after sunset.
Long before she dares closing an eye, keeping the other on my breath, tracking my Dreams.
She’s only trippin’ asleep, and I wish she could fall with me. Fall in love, fall asleep in my arms.
And till the Night comes, I’ll keep lookin’ for Stars within the black moons she wears, under her eyes.

– black moons are for sleepwalkers and dreamers, of the Vivid.
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