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Ladybug on my wrist strikes a simple pose and then flies. |
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Sitting man across from me wears housefly-hair and sunken eyes. |
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And he just wants another quarter for five quarts of forgetting sauce. |
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Knuckles white like embers ashen. |
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Clicks his jaw in neurotic time. |
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Face a strobe-lit street-light dance as subways screech their third-rail rhyme. |
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And I just want to see my girlfriend caus her hugs are the best |
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I know. Though |
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I'm gone I don't want us to end, but |
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I feel me slipping out the corner of her eye. |
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He just wants another quarter for five quarts of forgetting sauce. |
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And I play "couldn't-be-much-boreder" as |
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I'm watching the drunk in the corner of my eye. |
