§kin to §kin – §ound§ of Rin

§kin to §kin - that's how you win When the quillbots come in & pin Onto you their mark like a pen Placing you in a pig pen of men As the wind looks through windows Hoping for when the windmill spins Sin into the singe fringe & cringe As the friends of fiends who … Continue reading §kin to §kin – §ound§ of Rin