Spitshine
it's quite a descent
this job of:
repent repent repeat
keeping it short & sweet
-i think you're beautiful
& when we meet i
treat you kind, you
notice my
diamond in the rough
vow to find capture
tame the tough
right out of me-
around you i pretend
i can't see,
spitshine your dirty
throne- your good intention
is a phone, hanging
off the hook.
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