Friday, 16 August 2019

Adam

I won't leave you alone, know every move you make, even when you lie entombed, Oh do it if you must, get out of this place, instead of gathering dust, just enough of you gone, to leave a nasty taste, when you skip from loans, it’s another loss, when looked at this way, aware of every cost, you file like a honeycomb, someone who craves, regular trips on the bone, can't hide what you’ve got, what is left to take write whatever you want, on Blue promissory notes, stamp it on your stone, is it you, you fake, can't you alter tone?

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