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A poem by Angie
dec. 97'
Mental Sofa
Counting
Free-way cars in your saturday morning atire,
You wonder why December turns your heart to ice,
With everyone's reasons for why you started,
You lost something in your life long ago.
You don't need an invatation to come on in,
Freaks are living on only water, bread, and rice,
Sanity will give you your chance tonight,
No wonder you're laughing out loud.
It's mistakes like you and me,
That bring stupidity together in social breeds,
Where half is God and the rest is slave,
You must taste like all the regular 'phines.
6 million was your last car rolling by,
Every heart awakens with each slippery stop,
We've all been wondering why your not around anymore,
maybe it's because your rotting on your mental sofa.
Angie
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