I write for you to feel.
So it’s alright for you to feel…that way.
I drive for me to clear...this space,
just hope that you don’t veer in my lane.
I’m a scream, I’m a honk
to all ears.
To all ears,
I’m whatever you say,
it’s from whatever you say that I feel this way.
Bumpy reeled, lovely still.
Either way it’s not for...
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