Written by: Broken-Eye Lodi, Sartan's Snake
Date: Tuesday, January 1st, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Do you understand this ink stained tongue
Or will you skip through my dreams with out a thort
Will you listen as this crow feather screams
Or will you blindly slip through my broken fishing net
I don't think you'd understand me
Even if I cut of my nose to spite my face
I'd fill my ink pot up with blood
And write you into this ghastly silent place . . .
Penned by my hand on the 21st of Ero, in the year 295 AF.
Written by: Broken-Eye Lodi, Sartan's Snake
Date: Tuesday, January 1st, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Do you understand this ink stained tongue
Or will you skip through my dreams with out a thort
Will you listen as this crow feather screams
Or will you blindly slip through my broken fishing net
I don't think you'd understand me
Even if I cut of my nose to spite my face
I'd fill my ink pot up with blood
And write you into this ghastly silent place . . .
Penned by my hand on the 21st of Ero, in the year 295 AF.
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