find this note
tacked to a pole
check with my friends
or find me down the road
I'll be there
digging through cans
smoking found butts
sleeping in dark places
tacked to a pole
check with my friends
or find me down the road
I'll be there
digging through cans
smoking found butts
sleeping in dark places
leave me alone
hurting from change
spent on times gone
and on those I once loved
hurting from change
spent on times gone
and on those I once loved
I've lost it all
to wrong numbers
I thought were all mine
when only yours counted
-dp-
10-10-17
10-10-17