It's like we're legg-less
crawling up each other...
all bicep
shoulders screaming
the only ease
seemed surrender
on one side or the other
and strangely, I've white flagged 'em both
But ease never carried much promise
I live my life like a war
and each day a battle.
These arms have always been my strength.
Coaches would tell me to kick
kick kick kick
but I let my arms do all the work
'cuz I never really had a leg to stand on
I know this...
they keep holding on
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(L&L - Was a little drunk when I wrote this)
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1 comment:
that's ok, i was a little drunk when i read it.
you live your life like a war?
and each day a battle?
wow!
whoda thunk?
as to the rest, i'll comment only to myself
lil coyote
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