Hardly walking and regressing so passive here is it empty satisfying writing words no one hears he threw that bottle and he threw away our time sometimes i think it was the only way i could make you smile you go halfway second guessing happens every time in that doorway one decision right you go halfway second guessing falling hard this time in that doorway one decision right work forever it's so hard so uninspired is this why this town is second rate i see through words remember what they signify i'd like to see it on a canvas you crеate
( Horace Pinker )
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