New YorkA Poem by a_methysteI was never into New York I seemed to chase the swarm Truth only interested me And sometimes it was inhuman Cruel Cold In other words I was ice.
I was never into New York
I seemed to chase the swarm Truth only interested me And sometimes it was inhuman Cruel Cold In other words I was ice. © 2024 a_methyste |
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