Jun 2018
Are everything
But they know sleep
Until the mirage ends
They weep
A glimmer of hope
The faintest smell of dope
Is shimmying rope
A disgust of sports relegated to
The earth
Crying
But they know sleep
Until the mirage ends
They weep
A glimmer of hope
The faintest smell of dope
Is shimmying rope
A disgust of sports relegated to
The earth
Crying
#truth is the feminine race
