It was about 25 or 6 to 4 when it happened.
the break of day - oh is that when the day breaks you?
I’m searching for something to say for this post.
Flashing lights against the sky, oh the police!
Giving up, I close my eyes, my attempt to sleep again.
I never could sit cross-legged on the hardwood floor.
I find myself staring blindly into space. My back hurts.
Don’t splash my face. Be nice.
Wondering how much I can fake.
Feeling like I ought to sleep
Spinning room is sinking deep
Searching for something to say
Waiting for the words of my post.
That’s all I have to say about 25 or 6 to 4. How about you?
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