Feb 2018
you were my Yoko,
but i traded starfire for
a couple more thighs to keep the colder
nights away but I wouldn't
dare presume to be
Lennon, writing verses across the universe
instead I scrawl on the walls and hope to
*** you never see your name
scribbled so facetiously
indelible, never forgotten but so undeserved
Written by
zak  sg
     david mitchell, fanashfq and ---
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