Newfound treasure,
Key around my neck.
It holds my releases,
I lock them up,
No one knows.
It's the sugar on the
Once empty spoon.
Painful swallow,
Mild sublime.
Self: understood.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC
Newfound treasure,
Key around my neck.
It holds my releases,
I lock them up,
No one knows.
It's the sugar on the
Once empty spoon.
Painful swallow,
Mild sublime.
Self: understood.
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