Tuesday, 19 March 2019

Sarah

Don't blame it on fate, that love doesn't exist, a trick played too late, the earth groans, like it has a stitch, it's not me gone home, will something change, depends who's playing this, it'd be a cheek to say, spin around my show, take music from the hits, scream them from your iphone, hearts spin in this space, tumble in the pits, waiting for a date, a dancer from another zone, with a yellow list, turns to me and goes, life's always a race, when you figure it, always shows its face, when something’s missing.

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