Red Luminaries
Blonde Ambitions
I can jump in the leaves
But I don’t fit at the sixth
I can attend a new school
But I don’t fit at the sixth
Perhaps sport or a clubs challenge
But I don’t fit at the sixth
Perhaps a university game with pop,
the one to inspire,
teach me the ropes;
warn me of false hopes
Like fitting in at the sixth
About the Creator
Gagarin
Fugly stories for us to enjoy in the light of Horror and Psychological Thrillers; comedy/satire too.
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