May 2020
If I'm mannered
By the streets I walk at night
Talking to stars
I'll visit when my heart busts out of my chest and glory is what I breathe
All I know is truth
Am I a fighter then?
By the streets I walk at night
Talking to stars
I'll visit when my heart busts out of my chest and glory is what I breathe
All I know is truth
Am I a fighter then?
Piece from one I'd already written.
