![]() Empty ArmsA Poem by Tepo
when will my head give me some rest
It grants good thoughts a last request Then shows you in that see through dress Succumbing to his charms Why should I turn the other cheek When you're still playing hide and seek The words your mouth refuse to speak Are setting off alarms Green eyes release a festering tear The first to grace my face this year My concrete jungle meets your fear The lady from the farms My life no longer feels my own A drunken night and daily stone Convince me that I'm not alone Despite my empty arms © 2021 Tepo |
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