I wrote this one on my back, I was under attack from the falling dusk.
Now it's a bust. what you see inside
Of me, isn't quite what I wrote in my autobiography.but it's what you see.
Now spring couldn't get much worse, &the sun is a curse shooting frozen rays, in my place. &i'm left here all alone, in the cold on my bed in the afternoon while I compose my autobiography.
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I wrote this one on my back, I was under attack from the falling dusk.
Now it's a bust. what you see inside
Of me, isn't quite what I wrote in my autobiography.but it's what you see.
Now spring couldn't get much worse, &the sun is a curse shooting frozen rays, in my place. &i'm left here all alone, in the cold on my bed in the afternoon while I compose my autobiography.
Now it's a bust. what you see inside
Of me, isn't quite what I wrote in my autobiography.but it's what you see.
Now spring couldn't get much worse, &the sun is a curse shooting frozen rays, in my place. &i'm left here all alone, in the cold on my bed in the afternoon while I compose my autobiography.