Triauna Hall (April 21 / Maryland)
Chills
That's chill
I feel, coursing through my veins
The picture frame I hang leaves me untamed
No shame in my game but I'm still in pain
That's chills
I feel, shooting through my toes
Nobody knows the roads that I chose
The rose in the pose is as good as it goes
That's chills
I feel, once I take those pills
The hills I climb helps me fulfills
The thrill is surreal but not even to kill
That's chills
I feel, bouncing through my skin
The sin within me reaching out again
But in the end you know where I've been
That's chills
I feel, at the end of my hairs
The pair of layers of high isn't fair
Alone in the zone with no one there to share
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