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Dec 2010
I want to
draw but
my hands don't
have those
dynamics I
want to sing
for you but
the words
and the melody
got caught in
an alleyway, had
a fight and
now they're
just not talking
so until
they do let's
just sit
wait this out
sip our water
and pray.
Copyright FHW, 2010
F White
Written by
F White
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