My care
It's fair
A warfare
Made it rare
Another feather
Wearing fetters
Tore a ferrer
From the gutter
Your lover
My dealer
Crashed over
With the lander
It's over
Not colder
It's hotter
Than the killer
The day after
It will be better
Could you ever
Feel its forever?
Written in: January 29, 2020
Published in: April 05, 2020
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