When the ink runs dry

When the ink runs dry thoughts will be lost

Memories will soon be forgotten

Stores will be lost, will be changed through time when no one cares

Through then generations stores change, villains become the heros

Hero's are forgotten all together

When the ink runs dry all is lost

With out ink there would be no Cinderella stores to tell children

No more world events

When the ink runs dry my world will crumble