Celery Stix
Célia Mestre
Just for the record,
we’re twin prime numbers.
Just for the record,
you burned my soul in ambers.
Just for the record,
small talk became a go to.
Just for the record,
I’m not granted to you.
Just for the record,
I muted our song.
Just for the record,
there’s nothing left, between and among.
Expoente M 