26.

I can’t get it out, I can’t get you out
I can’t get you out of my pen

Your ink stains hard, stings

I can’t shake you, I can’t
I can’t get out of you

That ink-black hair,
Those ink blot eyes
Those lips like blood stains

I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t

I forget you mostly,
but I shouldn’t have done that

I want in your system
I want to crawl inside you,
I should have brought your mouth to mine and made you forget
everything
else

I’m shaking, shaking, I can’t can’t
It’s been too long

It’s been too long