Double speak
Double talk
I could let my speech go
Go
Go
And at the end it would mean
Spanish films
Undoubtedly,
I am afraid to have our fingers latch
Tight heat senses
I don’t want to know
TOOMUCH&
you’re
swaying away
I am now for certain that no matches are predestined
Pre
Destined
Destiny
Potatoes
I walked home when you swayed away
Sat down
Opened and
shut my thoughts
and only wanted potatoes
2 comments:
tan borracha que no pudo deletrear!
JA JA
si es la verdad.
voy a ahorrar el poema como asi.
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