hat trick(s)

Updated: Dec 9, 2018

such bunny hearted fool

yesteryears all the same

it’s in your head, then in your bed

won’t fall toy without stains

tucked in your old think habbit way

eared corners, flip the page

sting paper cuts, the curtains shut

to be dead in your cage

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