my star waitress you are the best one in town i love you so dearly but girl you feeling kinda downgot smoked from your job your light shone too great now idiots run the joint bad service is now my fatedate we do in secret holding hands on market square i know you wanna kiss me yet despite you still carefor failsafe boyfriend he is so fucking dumb won't ever see the real you leaving you out to numbpornstar martini pack of lucky strikes oxytocin depleted prozac cola the likesyou end up in hospital and don't know why doctor, bf utterly clueless why my waitress’ gone awrygirl you are not worthless why do you deeply deny exist in my universe or fade away to dustand die
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42 sats \ 1 reply \ @siggy47 1 Sep
Was this originally intended to be set to music? It has that feel. Thanks for posting. This along with the poem you submitted about two weeks ago has to be included in the poetry index. Sometimes I forget to update.
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72 sats \ 0 replies \ @bitcoingraffiti OP 1 Sep
Thanks. No, that was not the intention but would be great if it got to that stage one day. I make music, but not to make it fit to lyrics. I wonder how that comes together.
Usually the beat and melody come first, then the lyrics are found, not the other way around.
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21 sats \ 0 replies \ @Entrep 1 Sep
Such honest emotion and care in your words. I hope she can feel your love and strength behind every line. Sometimes the brightest lights need a little help to shine again
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