Sunday 17 March 2019

Cruising for a bruising

Taking a tab rolling into 3 days, work.
Melting my brain looking for that heat.
Tryna synthesize the matrix shit, deep.
Bending over backwards, my own head.
Can I get a sheet, a bar, a line, hands wrapped around my dainty little throught.
Nah that's a lie.

I'm ok I'm alright, silly little cuck 

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