MY PEN
At this time when all have gone
My pen sticks in fide to my hand
Friends, enemies, and frienemies
Fams, lovers, haters, lovaters–
All to their wings fly away.
Shadows, my very shadow
Looks from afar...
My pen sticks in fide to my hand
Friends, enemies, and frienemies
Fams, lovers, haters, lovaters–
All to their wings fly away.
Shadows, my very shadow
Looks from afar...