in view of the stage
starving souls,
wearily bobbing their heads to the music
(in case anyone's watching)
as if it were their duty
and in the collective state on these premise's
they subconciosly collaborate on the next meeting,
something just as meaninful,
something just a fleeting.
1 Comments:
Your words speak truth. Very nice, you scurvy pirate.
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