How odd it all is
hers and hers and his
Poet of Les Miserables
hers and hers and his
Poet of Les Miserables
I sip my bud light with lime
after photo sessions
with my kid
after photo sessions
with my kid
he makes her his
The reason things happen
never removes the sting
I did all I could
I don't know how
to change a damn thing
The reason things happen
never removes the sting
I did all I could
I don't know how
to change a damn thing
So I search out peace
in a raindrop
on a blade of grass
as the shadows
of clouds pass
in a raindrop
on a blade of grass
as the shadows
of clouds pass
reminding myself
universes once ulogized
should not be idolized
but vaporized like
the day after
the day after
I was born
universes once ulogized
should not be idolized
but vaporized like
the day after
the day after
I was born
something
I can't remember
but this was
only last September
I can't remember
but this was
only last September
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