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The Corner of My Desires You can see the begging disabled vet from it, the one with the self-enhanced three legged dog. The biker's bar's not far away, then the ambling road going to salvage yards, the Easter egg hunting ground. It's where I left her on her way out of town on a thumb. In between hearts, promises, broken or not. She came and went. Passing by, years and years now, always shot between thoughts. Did her pleading eyes mean more? |
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