Cursing my own name
To lift up your game
Knowing your lane
Yet I'm waiting for your go, lame!
YOU ARE READING
Timely sea waves
PoetryI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
An act
Cursing my own name
To lift up your game
Knowing your lane
Yet I'm waiting for your go, lame!
