Photographic Minded
looking in mind pictures
Of good times with you and me
I settle for the memories
of how things used to be
It helps with all the lonelies
That crowd around too tight
As I sit in moonlit silence
and contemplate the night
There’s a bunch of cudda wuddas
locked up in my chest
fighting with ifonlies
for a shot at for the best
clouds smother up the moon light
too slowly will the years
drowning all my sorrows
as my heart fills up with tears
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