Note To Self

Sad and blue
Sad and blue
Pick up pen
Red will do

News is news
It’s never true
It’s chewed up
Bird spit for you

They don’t love you
Never did
Of course you kept
Your motive hid

Through a window
In the glass
Who we are
Is how we pass

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