Taught My Art
taught my art
how to breathe
now the quite game
cant sneak up on me
she changed her style
dresses you her hair
our work is defiled
words to compare
poetry left motion
got a tutoring job
cocrete shoes in the ocean
fishing for the missing mob
here i am teach'er pick me
leave molly pouting corners
she already knows mourners
know how to breathe
claim me from the dust
grasp my beating heart
learn me of this trust
that we may taught my art
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Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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