I see a sea,
I pray to play,
I beg for a peck,
I write to be right.
Now I just know
How to be hollow,
When to wait “then”
And stare at the stair.
I like to just hike,
I run from the nun,
I slip when I sleep
And gain all the pain.
My life is like knife
Sharp like a shark,
Beats like new bits
And steals which is still.
I’ll meet you for meat,
I’ll bark when I park,
I’ll poison your prison
I’ll set you be sat.
Don’t tell me to yell,
Never works – ever walks,
Don’t hesitate –
Be the number of 8.
I see a sea
© Copyright: Алина Юрчак, 2025
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