Gord

2025-05-07 06:41 am

Thorough I write my kinship,
Kingship, flagship furlough,
Turmoil, searching for more.

Is it just lies, unknowns?
You seem to say so...
Though, you write by wishing,
Never anarchy and addiction,
The things that you know.

One more pint, by instinct,
Stitches, side bitches,
dislikes, sometimes singing.

Is it just lies, unknowns?
You seem to say so, 
Though, you live by it,
Unlike any lyrics you wrote.