in a world where
you stole
the end days
of my life
and sold it back to me
for half my whole...
faith is a business
for the opportunist
and hope for the
luxurious-----
----my world----
only a room
and a stage wide
dying every morning
and revived every night
pole
after
pole
after
pole
after
pole
and yet still none could
catch my fall.
my world where
water is as scarce
as dryness------
and sleep is abundant in supply
as respite is bursting in demand
and love is a capitalist.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
in a world where
you stole
the end days
of my life
and sold it back to me
for half my whole...
faith is a business
for the opportunist
and hope for the
luxurious-----
----my world----
only a room
and a stage wide
dying every morning
and revived every night
pole
after
pole
after
pole
after
pole
and yet still none could
catch my fall.
my world where
water is as scarce
as dryness------
and sleep is abundant in supply
as respite is bursting in demand
and love is a capitalist.
lol remember vanessa from deadpool?
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