Sunday, 29 July 2018

One One One

Beat at my walls, flit amidst the rain, hover at infirmary's door, thank god you’re home, it is to my shame, I always want to roam, what am I doing this for, forever gone by train, I'm not wanted by the law, why can't I atone, dance away the strain, know love is not a loan, you look at my score, your face a savage shade, you’ll soon pay you roar, don't spit on the floor, or screech out the refrain, you're not needed anymore, you always touch the bone, I never want to say, the time is too raw, to face myself again.

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