Good Luck

So what if you know

Prove me wrong

If you say so

Complicated

And confusing

The narrow path

Of the space between

Convoluted and brooding

Is this circus of reality

You'll see in the end

Im right for sure

But can you say so?

The lamb hasn't been shorn 

And is a purposely messy little black lamb

Of of the flock

And the only righteous soul on the block....

The tight clothes haven't been worn,

And the girl is waiting, contemplating, forlorn

She's waiting for you.........

She hasn't forgotten her sun block 

She is dark skinned, too beautiful to behold

It is the truth!

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