the people v. georgia

to whom this may concern: i am now free

i do not wish to sing thee barren praise

nor have it fall on eyes that cannot see

i spend my dreams in fields and lazy days

i’m free, i claim, within thy win’try grasp

i long to feel the sun shine on my back

i know thy palms, so frigid i could gasp

i feel the cold of hell upon thy rack

with thou the colors churn ‘twixt grey and red

with her, a warmth that washes blue and pink

so when i fina’lly bring myself to bed

she shoots her arrows, cause my ship to sink

i’d rather be a sunken ship to she
than on thy island longing for the sea

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