tell me it cannot be done

self control’s too weak

too young

can i keep it up with full-time guns

aiming at my guts

they’re strict like nuns

hypnotize my lips and tongue

golden handcuff on my lung

if i try to leave

my neck gets hung

they converted me

rituals sung

– D K T

Published by dktindepth

life ends. why pretend

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