Saturday, September 18, 2010

Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met

I was happier then with no mind-set.

And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, I'd 'a jumped from my tree
And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely.

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I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find.


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