so many faces but,
none
of them mine.
so many beats,
yet none break
my spine
where is BK at?
where is the love?
where is me?
and you, who I love?
it’s a Weeknd brunch,
without the waffles
or chicken either.
it’s a deluge
of sorrow
and guilt,
that just
ain’t
mine.
so tell me…
where
is
the love?
I said clap yo hands everybody
Clap yo hands,
and say naw.
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