Kamila

You'll pay a heavy score, my eyes are savage blue, love is a running sore, my sense of ease, lies always in the gloom, you never did say please, I’m not just a whore, sat here dressed for you, a football to your cause, it’s worse on the street, no one brings good news, silence if someone screams, I hack at lonely chores, turn my life askew, sweat in a furious pause, why shout and swear at me, giving out your spume, only fools don’t see, my need rid of you.