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Sep 2017
Picking flowers to pass the time
waiting on the sun
to call

Cut a hole in a mattress so they could still use her as a
******* even when she was pregnant
how do these things happen

Picking flowers to pass the time
waiting on the moon
to sleep

She woke up this morning wanting nothing more than coffee
how did she end up as a body on the side of the road
tell me that one God

Picking flowers to pass the time
waiting on the
grass growing

So many times I ask why but here I lie
waiting on the clock to strike
zero
Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
(33/M/x)   
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