same day same time
the way the heat makes this small apartment smell
the way no one comes thru the front door
the way my fingers sound on the keyboard
the way the beer cans pile up
the way the minutes pass into hours into morning
the way the phone never rings
the way everything is happening again....
the way no one comes thru the front door
the way my fingers sound on the keyboard
the way the beer cans pile up
the way the minutes pass into hours into morning
the way the phone never rings
the way everything is happening again....
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the way the post office gave me too much change
the way the kind bud smells when its dry and waiting to be sparked
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