Rent Theme
If that's that then what's this?
If it's guilt trip,
I don't have time for it,
if it's fake bliss,
why can't I return even to miss?
If that's that,
and this aint' this,
take my brain,
take my prince,
and princess,
and eagerness-
take what it is the world started,
but you entangled with prints...
'You saved something that didn't live!'
How am I so important as it,
if you preach life liberty,
but death to it's kids?
How can you not go first,
if you've never even been?
Copyright © Jimmi Canada | Year Posted 2018
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