Tuesday breaks into
an empty dawn
I wake
yawn
have a little scratch,
roll a cigarette and
light a safety match.
The day'll fill
for good or ill
I make the most
of empty moments.
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 11:28 PM UTC
Tuesday breaks into
an empty dawn
I wake
yawn
have a little scratch,
roll a cigarette and
light a safety match.
The day'll fill
for good or ill
I make the most
of empty moments.
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