My bank balance Stood as a false idol Insurmountable as bubblegums. The smack of my lips A Hallelujah Heralding a full tummy. My fingers lost in wrappers Spun a yarn A garment made. To keep my nakedness naked.
powered by my imagination with a dash of your influence
My bank balance Stood as a false idol Insurmountable as bubblegums. The smack of my lips A Hallelujah Heralding a full tummy. My fingers lost in wrappers Spun a yarn A garment made. To keep my nakedness naked.