Shrewd enough to pick a purse
To feed a mouth sheltered under a rain of curse.
Empty bottles and opponent as partners
The fruit of a faint love
Now mine to pick.
Sleep and wake to the sour taste of poverty
Cure in the heart of men that walk the street
Too good to smile at the tartered shirt
Too quick to point our direction
Too heavy a baggage to carry
Too light the burden I offload
Ran back to my sheltered nest
Broken bottles and a red eyed woman
From whence I came
To this world of pain
Opponents as partners
The tattered shelter nature spared us
A smile on the little ones
My motivation to attract a pointing finger
My tatttered shelter - Opponents as partners.
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 4:45 AM UTC
Shrewd enough to pick a purse
To feed a mouth sheltered under a rain of curse.
Empty bottles and opponent as partners
The fruit of a faint love
Now mine to pick.
Sleep and wake to the sour taste of poverty
Cure in the heart of men that walk the street
Too good to smile at the tartered shirt
Too quick to point our direction
Too heavy a baggage to carry
Too light the burden I offload
Ran back to my sheltered nest
Broken bottles and a red eyed woman
From whence I came
To this world of pain
Opponents as partners
The tattered shelter nature spared us
A smile on the little ones
My motivation to attract a pointing finger
My tatttered shelter - Opponents as partners.
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