A funny face is what I'd call you
A funny face is what you remain
Distant evocation tied with sweeter revelation
A funny face and a funnier name
Recollection tires me out
I'm begging for release of memory
Though to forget of your downpour is something I shouldn't ask for
Since with the rain came freedom's breeze
A funny place is what I'd call it
A funny taste of perspective
I moved on so fine and I don't care for your space of mind
A funny waste of time
A funny waste of time
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Songs I Write | VII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 19 years old, England.
