• branchjones 25w

    That hotel in Savannah
    It beckons my stay
    To remember our past life
    The hormones and haze

    You smoked up the flowers
    I drank up the waves
    To forget of our last nights
    An effigy left in flames

    If you're ever in Georgia
    Our hometown I still stay
    I still see your mother
    My sorry ass she still hates

    I cant let the rhymes go
    My lines you still paint
    Fuck your muse and that hotel
    I see almost everyday

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