Dwindling down, sans wasted potential, I let myself spin until dawn
New rise means shrugging off the ire
I live here now, despising the desperate thawn
It's only consequential that I relinquish my crown
Plot holes like potholes with ****** knees from begging
A preference of adobe over concrete slab
Someone has shuffled it, and by someone I mean me
Flamenco tip-toed steps I am constantly reneging
This yellow underbelly no longer seems so drab
A ravishing reluctance with which it astounds a convoluted loser of galloping gunfire
I'm no longer pitching myself as a pawn.
Mar 17, 2021
Mar 17, 2021 at 7:56 PM UTC
Dwindling down, sans wasted potential, I let myself spin until dawn
New rise means shrugging off the ire
I live here now, despising the desperate thawn
It's only consequential that I relinquish my crown
Plot holes like potholes with ****** knees from begging
A preference of adobe over concrete slab
Someone has shuffled it, and by someone I mean me
Flamenco tip-toed steps I am constantly reneging
This yellow underbelly no longer seems so drab
A ravishing reluctance with which it astounds a convoluted loser of galloping gunfire
I'm no longer pitching myself as a pawn.
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