Monday, April 11, 2016

Bitterness

But I know they're right. 
There isn't a single dead end 
that leads to Rome, 
and no one fills up at a gas station 
so they can call it home. 

I have to accept 
You were the tank of gas
I needed to get where I was going, 
and going pretty fast. 
I have to accept this to make
this functional feeling last. 


-Repairman No Longer Wanted

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