Friday, 10 May 2019

Natalie Three

Is this what it means to try, within a screaming gale, trying not to lie, in your bones, you don't need to fail, to find yourself alone, studying a time, when life’s a trial, you always search for style, can you atone, when love forever wails, and shame marks your home, flip a coin see the sky, think of finding sail, best to leave this way, drink wine from broken cones, discard desolate mail, throw stones at weeping hosts, can’t be worse than Jail, laughing all the while, when you hit the trail, dancing lonely miles.

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