got some curtains for my window
block out the bright of day
keep eyes from seeing inward
when night reveals the sway
a show of lack of fatherhood
and all that talk of space
time went gone just yesterday
careful what you miss in your haste
dress of mine i wore was green
eyes got greener with the day
food in my fridge goes bad
and i ate out today
coffee house crush walked right on by
without too much to say
even sara sits waiting
waiting to be played
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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