Friday, 4 August 2023

Nancy

Some nights i ask why, if we'll ever atone, stars rain down like fire, is it to our shame, we extend the loans, still so far from fame, come close within my sight, the wind is running cold, stay a little while, are kids and dogs your game, then don't get old, just remain the same, when you hear me cry, run from a hanging phone, it's not enough to sigh, buy some shiny nails, let's get going, a house is not a jail, no matter how we fight, reveal our yellow bones, we can do this right, breathe the ozone.

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