Out of a crowd, or all alone.
this makes me want to die
Maybe only to save you from some something.
Not for the old, not for the new if I had to.
this teaches me to lie
It’s sad and it’s true.
Good for a chronicle or two.
but only to get by
Because there’s not much else to do.
no more asking why
Copyright © 2012 Bill Friday
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