Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Every single day
Oh the sideline and cliché
Drive-byes and driveways
Goodbyes and and you say
You didn't ever do
What you promised
I hope that I could never need
To hold you like I do
Wash the words away
And you're left staring
Down the sink hole.
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