Night Seen

Drip, drip passionate

beautiful & starstruck brazen hot fast

in it its our truth not out luck pause the film

and make a scene, im the center there's no mean

fall back til the voids, kiss the grounds of the earth

and when you wake, the bread they break, & in the flash you'll find out what you're worth.

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