I'm not able to be mad at him
because I know
that he wears thorn bracelets every night.
and runs out of my line of sight.
he'll rue the day
but is the sun
for there's a war
that I've already won.
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 10:02 AM UTC
I'm not able to be mad at him
because I know
that he wears thorn bracelets every night.
and runs out of my line of sight.
he'll rue the day
but is the sun
for there's a war
that I've already won.
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