afraid i'll spend my life throwing sheets over beds
trying to make the silhouette you left
on the right side of the mattress disappear
i still see your smile every day i lie...
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Well, my ride on the roads of life
is soon to be a thing of the past.
Seems I might leave you (unwillingly)
when I thought you would be first.
But then the question begs,
I recall the springtime evenings
And the long hot summer days
Now it always feels like winter
Since the parting of our ways
Time used to pass so quickly
Now the nights go slowly by...
I think I just got fired
Or maybe I did quit
The lady I worked for
Doesn't understand it...
She suggested abuse
From my comments...
It was humorous truth
Fun with her innocence...