Everything you thought

jennas

The sun set east
The grass turned blue
I jumped that rope
And you did too.
The city is empty
We lived in the sea
Amungst the fish
You and me.
The trees grew down
The waves were flat
The water felt dry
Oh, imagine that.
Sugar tasted bitter
Salt tasted sweet
And rich doesn't mean
Working on Wall Street.

  • Author: jennas (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 3rd, 2016 22:13
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 31
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