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see-saw :: willie perdomo

by on October 20, 2015

Spent a whole day
and night
playing on my see-saw
see if I could forget
saw that it was over
before it started

I never change
the way I get over it
some brothers I know
buy new CDs
or join a new gym
sisters chop off their locks
order new magazines
and start practicing yoga

I go up in smoke
and come down
in a nod
I go up in smoke
and come down
in a nod

then I play with my old journals
so I can hear myself
screaming for help
promising to stop
as soon as I finish
the last one
but beware my foolish heart
wants to play forget again

so I go up in smoke
and come down
in a nod
I go up in smoke
and come down
in a nod

and tell myself
that everything is alright
I can live without her
as long as I got
my see-saw

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