Two times four is..
Want some more.
Is it?
I’ve felt this sting for so long that my hands have turned cold.
And unwound this string, it’s so long, but it cannot reach the ground.
Don’t let go before you know it’s all there lying in your hands.
Close your eyes then open them, then turn around and count to ten.

41 56 North,
50 24 West.
Don’t stop swimming till you feel the sand sitting gently on your lungs.
Who needs skin and who needs bones when organs last from intestine to toe.
Don’t stop swimming till you feel your lungs filling with a chilling cold.
Filling up from foot to brim with saltwater and tears which shed within.

For Four

Nineteen year old artist of some sorts, take a cheeky listen to a couple of tracks if you're feeling daring.

Harry Flynn