domingo, 24 de marzo de 2019

Trash

Now all eyes on me
Just let em be
In case you'll see
No pending fee
Not friend nor enemy
No truth nor lie
Just you and them
Hanging through the sky
No past or present
Future is just decent
Nor future skies
Nor blackened lies

You were not right
You were just righteous.

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