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The bus starts and pulls away. You missed the bus. You're stuck on the curb; the next one isn't for another hour. You missed the bus! God, you're such a fool. The next one isn't for another hour. You don't have the time. God, you're such a fool! You ask the man next to you for the time. "You don't have the time?" No. "You should wear a watch." You ask the man next to you for the time When you once had dreams. Yes, you know you should wear a watch like you used to. Like you're used to The bus starts and pulls away You're stuck on the curb Where you once had dreams, yes you.
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
Well, There Goes That Bus Again
The bus starts and pulls away. You missed the bus. You're stuck on the curb; the next one isn't for another hour. You missed the bus! God, you're such a fool. The next one isn't for another hour. You don't have the time. God, you're such a fool! You ask the man next to you for the time. "You don't have the time?" No. "You should wear a watch." You ask the man next to you for the time When you once had dreams. Yes, you know you should wear a watch like you used to. Like you're used to The bus starts and pulls away You're stuck on the curb Where you once had dreams, yes you.
Pantoum
jenna-lee
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
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