May 17
I miss the days
when I was better
than this,
She says,
but you're good,
and I have to agree.
She says,
don't look so smug.
when I was better
than this,
She says,
but you're good,
and I have to agree.
She says,
don't look so smug.
Friday at the Hacienda.
(68/Here and now)
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