Kenya

William Martyr 17

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Points and lines fortole the awkward future.
Kept my eyes away from the heavens above.
But spelled out so clearly, so bold,
I saw the words shine in the sky with my eyes.
Sweltering, i know i know "turn off the lights"
Burns holes through you. nurturing, i see i see switched hands i am father oh sweet mother,
Why must i see you through circles?
Why must i name your poison? blue bod quiver respecrs from my lips,
Respects from lips why must i be left aside?
Why must i be left alone? responsible,
I've left those innocent days for habit. for a habit's that's infested my soul. respectful,
The mirror always lies.
I've always lied i want to see the stars again your eyes mean everything to me.
You've lost touch, you've lost your touch,
You've lost touch with me.