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Troubles, Oh, I got troubles. I double down I clown a round I got a lot A lot of troubles I dare myself I hope for wealth And still am here With all my troubles I read my books I payed my bills And think my mountains Think them, hills I had a friend I had a few I had so many None like you I gave them pass I closed my doors I gave them mine But never yours I hope one day That we can meet In a bar In a street You and I digress, discreet You and I who met one day Passing torches on our way Times did change Lives we lived You moved on And Still I hid Though the distance And the years All the drownings of our tears And the oughts The things we did Things of nought The things we hid Small the world Made of trouble Made of waiting Made to rubble.
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Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 6:34 PM UTC
To a friend
Troubles, Oh, I got troubles. I double down I clown a round I got a lot A lot of troubles I dare myself I hope for wealth And still am here With all my troubles I read my books I payed my bills And think my mountains Think them, hills I had a friend I had a few I had so many None like you I gave them pass I closed my doors I gave them mine But never yours I hope one day That we can meet In a bar In a street You and I digress, discreet You and I who met one day Passing torches on our way Times did change Lives we lived You moved on And Still I hid Though the distance And the years All the drownings of our tears And the oughts The things we did Things of nought The things we hid Small the world Made of trouble Made of waiting Made to rubble.
Sorry I ****** up.
Leay
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Leay
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 6:34 PM UTC
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