Elikya from Rainforest Queens by Edward Hall

6 dollars and a pack of cigarettes
this isn't close to me in the flesh

i'm tired and weak, you're gagged yet you speak
oh i've tried without you here, and that's when you're most near
to me

your mind, displaced and yet i have to be the ghost
the places you touch are from where i bleed the most

i can see without my eyes, i am blinded by your light
and i'm born a thousand times, i am the holy bonafide
risen lord

please don't drunk text me again
you have kissed most of our friends

we get tired and we get bad, i am living in the past
and the places we have been mourn for her majesty
the queen

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• Australia