Sunday, 7 December 2025

Riley

Forget that crime will you, the sentence to come, drink red wine and feud, replace those burst lips, what passes for love, won’t alter this, digest broken fugues, say you’re no good, dipn't care for truth, all that makes you skip, is there to discover, you only need a ship, never to entwine, your silence in blood, delete fragments of time, you’re not so much bitter, to hand out the scrubs, laugh like big hitters, pull on your gloves.

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