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twisted lines

stand near me
and calm my pace
fill your cup
and drink me till your blind

it's the life we're living
not a soul to blame
the howling wind scatters my thoughts

ain't nothing wrong
with our chemistry
it harder to speak
when others are listening

it's a cheap disease
I don't want to lose this fight
a complicated story
around the bend it's always night

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Comments

Big Sal

Sun 30th Sep 2018 15:12

That first stanza roped my attention. Great piece.?

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