Just gulped a reckless pint.
I'm a knight,
saved me all over again.
Had a people who call themselves 'mate'
that's until they survive drinking problems.
Alas! it's only a coincidence.
If they ever led me to the light,
I'll fear the love that surrounds.
It's all the things I never recieved.
I got a list of party invitations.
Have turned them all down,
they're all in for a crime,
serial killers on the loose.
Needless to say,they need me outside.
Needless to say,I don't want to be with them.
They have plastic hearts that melts.
Solidarity is my safe place
where
distance keeps me from killing them.
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PoetryIt's a film in poetry─A little lively,a little sad,a little death,a little pleasure,a little desire and wishes,a little rest and a little nurturing.
