Tuesday, 28 May 2019
Sandy
Each gasp makes me a liar,
will he see,
the gaps between my hair,
sometimes just a little move,
heaven’s a place to be,
even if I don’t feel love,
terrible places hard chairs,
they still let me dream,
no one kids me there,
get dressed need a hug,
what about my teeth,
grace comes from above,
act like I don't care,
scrubbed sparkling clean,
I sail through the air,
Joe’s my new Bud,
he might rescue everything,
rise each night in flood,
it's only fair,
when evening turns green,
you take what you can,
it's not me who screams.
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