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Been Feeling Lazy

It’s okay… in my opinion… to go home to glory… with some things

 

left unsaid.. cuz some things are better left unsaid… and I may

 

never run that marathon… that for at least... five years...

 

I’ve been preparing for… in my head… and should I meet my maker...

 

carrying that last twenty pounds… that I’ve been lying about losing … well…

 

let’s just say… that… since my maker made me… I don’t see a problem… and

 

if the Creator should call before I learned to play guitar…. cuz

 

I’ve always wanted to learn to play guitar… I admit it will be a

 

disappointment… but not as big a disappointment as it would be… if

 

I died with my bedroom looking like this…

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carla-marie
F / American
Published
May 10, 2013
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