Botch

Swiming The Channel Vs. Driving The Chunnel

Botch


All eyes on me, it's why we never speak. 
For now we'll just sit locked and dilated. 
I feel buried or maybe I'm just alone. 
So cover me in black. 
It's for history. 
So retire the ships, the final voyage was his.

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