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Life is short vita brevis You gotta make do w/what you got No sense worrying about the pain When you spent all those years figuring out which pills or nutrients Worked best for you on a humid day Some can make it all go away Other things could make it last/stay So glad remembering ing you And I fought in wars too Just yesterday you were the high school school girl And I was learning 'bout new stuff And other things got in the way But I believe in miracles It's not easy living w/broken parts After fifty years of broken hearts When will I mend my broken heart When I'm living w/broken parts
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
W/Broken Parts
Life is short vita brevis You gotta make do w/what you got No sense worrying about the pain When you spent all those years figuring out which pills or nutrients Worked best for you on a humid day Some can make it all go away Other things could make it last/stay So glad remembering ing you And I fought in wars too Just yesterday you were the high school school girl And I was learning 'bout new stuff And other things got in the way But I believe in miracles It's not easy living w/broken parts After fifty years of broken hearts When will I mend my broken heart When I'm living w/broken parts
david-ehrgott
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
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