i swore id never cry over numbers on paper, but money, my dear, is sometimes the answer you swore you'd never wait until the last ring but voices sometimes sound so much better by machine i swore i'd never lie but to save you from pain so i saved them up. and saved and saved and saved
there's someone there waiting for me on porch the light's been on hours a year here in this town has taught us what we've lost and what little we stand to gain. when i was young i thought i'd never starve with love in my arms, oh how appetites change
to be continued..
~~kristin.michelle.dennis
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