MUSIC SAYS IT ALL

Even when I die
Tomorrow will come
Some will miss me
Some will lament they didn't get to kiss me

Kissable I am
Sad I maybe like to feel
Gay is the new straight
Can one escape fate?

Life makes no sense
We slave for pounds but can only spend pence
Put me back up on the wooden fence
Looking at the field thinking I won't repent


Written: August 19, 2010

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