Allah forbid you should have any daughters!
With special guest KO Galgos!!!
Ok, so I was going through some of my old poems, and I made myself thoroughly depressed. Just thought I’d share the moment with you guys.
It weighs heavily inside my throat,
A clogged drain, the words are stuck
Somewhere beneath all that I can’t say
It puts me in a position I don’t want to be,
On opposite sides of a divide.
I want to come out the winner,
But at what cost, I still am not sure.
My jealously and control however,
Are Second in place to my affection,
And Third in place to your betrayal.