A/N: It was Justine's birthday a couple of days ago but today is Jarvis' or tomorrow (damn British timezones) I don't know how old either of them are, but at this point, it might be rude to ask.
You're a flicker in the candlelight
A ghost I can't describe
And I know, you know, I know you want me entangled in the sheets
But I can barely stand on my own right, tonight
Try to see it from a different angle
This might be a repeat but I don't want to fight
But five times should be enough to clarify
My mind's made up
You're all made up
I've had enough
We need a pick-me-up
It's not bad luck
I just don't wanna fuck
YOU ARE READING
It's just poetry divided
PoetryI made this because I like writing it but don't like losing it. Updated daily-ish :D Read back to front like a digital manga because there are more relevant poems there, but don't read it backwards that might hurt your brain. Title from: Twenty One...
