Ratta tattat
My poor souls burnt.
Where have you gone..
Its like I've left all my belongings behind,
Started new.
Just when it starts arising, too.
Always hits me with music.
Up again
Down again
Who are you
We could be sweet.
Label me another posse
Its incomplete without the rest of us
The rest of the gates are bare
Thus known.
- Kyren Micah
- Mill Bay/Shawnigan Lake, British Columbia, Canada
- I am god. Music is my religion. I seek a balance. I hope to motivate Evaluation.
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