Wednesday, 15 July 2020

Sarah Two

Blame it all on fate, that I don’t exist, a trick played too late, the earth groans, like it has a stitch, love has gone home, will anything change, it depends on the playlist, be a cheek to say, take me by the elbow, play music from the hits, whisper on the iPhone, hearts dance in this place, smells like the pits, I walk around in a haze, a dancer from another zone, with a yellow list, turns to me and goes, why is life a race, when you let it spin,, luck always shows its face, what am I missing?

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