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how could you
let yourself just fall
to pieces like this?
you did not even try to
keep it exciting there at the end
you just let
those tires squeal
at the brick wall
’cause it seemed so good
at the time,
and now you get challenged
about all the mucking around
and it is far too late
unless you change the past
or drop everything
and run for it
which is probably a pretty good idea
or at least an improvement

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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