Rising Steam
I want to be the pain in your paintings
Be the milk and the strain in your tea
Hold you in my arms forever
Or until you decide to leave
Then I'll make plans to start all over
Drive the car down to the beach
Set myself on fire
And sink deep
Rising steam
Copyright © Rory Hannan | Year Posted 2016
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