Walking in the pouring rain
Slurring insults, they're special vitamins
It's a pastime, I can sense the undertone
I've been sapphire, remembering the rapport
I'm plagued with visions like I'm a seer
The aches are like a spire
I can't quell them, or the thirst
I've went to the glucose place
Can feel the regular aches
Seminar aches
I'm dangerously close to the edge
My head is heavy like a paperweight
It's an eddy
Moving water, a lunar destiny
This is primary
I'm hardly thankful
With no education
I'm in denial, incognito
I've put the astronomical problems
In a vacuum
At the bottleneck
Going to get the hemp
I'm like an ornament
Noticed the disjunction
Like someone in debt
I'll remember, then forget.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 14th, 2020 10:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 38
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