Paroles de Too Vague
Darting eyes,paranoid breathing.
This doesn't feel quite in tune.
Bitter taste,
faint intuition.
Sensing one's impending doom.
Furrowed brow,
subtle suspicion,
subject penned to just eight lines.
Letting go,
fleeting emotion,
too constrained with too few rhymes.
subtle suspicion,
subject penned to just eight lines.
Letting go,
fleeting emotion,
too constrained with too few rhymes.
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