Spill the sass in your throat,
Sit in that infectious boat,
and swallow the fire like a Mod 90's Caeser.
Pull that rope of impossibilities,
and swing to the door of happiness,
like the enchanting fireworks in Brisbane.
Climb the ladder of odds,
and kiss the pole of awkwardness,
like Beyonce dropping jaws with her moves.
Misread, mistaken, misled by faith,
and drinking a glass full of honesty,
like you own your mistakes & fantasies.
Funny fulfilled fantasies,
and anonymous swallowed fears,
like a diamond over an opaque rock.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 4:17 AM UTC
Spill the sass in your throat,
Sit in that infectious boat,
and swallow the fire like a Mod 90's Caeser.
Pull that rope of impossibilities,
and swing to the door of happiness,
like the enchanting fireworks in Brisbane.
Climb the ladder of odds,
and kiss the pole of awkwardness,
like Beyonce dropping jaws with her moves.
Misread, mistaken, misled by faith,
and drinking a glass full of honesty,
like you own your mistakes & fantasies.
Funny fulfilled fantasies,
and anonymous swallowed fears,
like a diamond over an opaque rock.
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