iZi — Pink Book

“This isn’t just a song. It’s a confession.”

The Pink Book has no name on the cover…
But if you read between the sig.

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This book…
isn’t open for everyone.

But you…
you turned a page.

No title.
No name.
He reads slow
still plays the game.

Soft cover.
Hard truth.
He moves close…
and finds the proof.

Don’t blink…
I sink…
You think…
We link…

No light…
just ink…
Deep breath…
I shrink…

You push…
I tilt…
So soft…
it’s guilt.

Pink book…
face down…
Spine arched…
don’t drown…

Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink
Don’t guilt
Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink

Pink book…
turn slow…
My back…
you know.

Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink
Don’t guilt
Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink

Every line…
a silent scream.
Every page…
a faded dream.

He holds me like
a secret sound.
But I was lost…
not meant to be found.

Don’t blink…
I sink…
You think…
We link…

No light…
just ink…
Deep breath…
I shrink…

You push…
I tilt…
So soft…
it’s guilt.

Pink book…
face down…
Spine arched…
don’t drown…

Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink
Don’t guilt
Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink

Pink book…
turn slow…
My back…
you know.

Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink
Don’t guilt
Don’t blink, sink, think
Don’t link, ink, shrink

Read me.
Slowly.

Some pages…
are written…
in silence.

Pink book… closed.

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