Feb 2017
Hello Hello
To You from I
But who are you
And who am I?
What blinds do block
my fish eye
Digging for water
Up in the sky
I have no more urge to love until I ****
I have no choice but to believe in free will
You're laying on a comet
Awaiting certain doom
I spill my word *****
Have you any room?
To You from I
But who are you
And who am I?
What blinds do block
my fish eye
Digging for water
Up in the sky
I have no more urge to love until I ****
I have no choice but to believe in free will
You're laying on a comet
Awaiting certain doom
I spill my word *****
Have you any room?
I must've been high as a kite when I wrote this because I do not recall doing so, but I kinda like it.
