Wednesday, 4 March 2020

Anna Three

Haven't you heard, I'm shaping to leave, are you scared, shoals of tuna dart away, can't you see, they’re frightened of the Marlin, I can’t share the hurt, my songs of the sea, don’t really belong here, say I’m too late, as if I need, to make you feel great, you tut when I slur, know the might have been, as if you care, won't need to pray, for some kind of ease, nights I’m off the rails, is it my unwashed hair, I need to bleach, will hope get us there, or other beliefs?

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