several years,
several tears,
where the sun goes
is where we steer
several seconds,
second times,
all the rhythm,
none the rhyme
where the colours
none the same
keep great troubled
is the bane
several colors,
several times,
several seconds,
several rhymes,
where the sun goes
no one can say
but where the light shines,
it is clear as day
where we sleep
when it is dark
where we vomit
in the park
several times corral it so
change your mind, change your beau
where we're at, in the dark
where we're sleeping, where thou art
several times several days
several seconds
several ways
where thou art thou has been
where thou not, thy cannot sin
the troubled dark
the troubles light
the troubled fears
the troubles flight
where thou art
you cannot say
but several seconds
in several ways
obama
About the Creator
Phoenix
u can word stuff any way u want but when the meaning is lost it needs to lose its traditionality
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