Facts
"Facts"
A burning furnace, a ruthless season. Marrying Janes, getting stood up by nerds.
It's a hopeless escapade,looking in the mirror l can see the frustration lined on the bloodshot eyes, l realise we are doomed!
No one wants to age like milk and let mementos fade away in a coffin...
Damn!
Copyright © Marley Marlibu | Year Posted 2020
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