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ISO #2 - MAN I THOUGHT YOU WAS TALKING IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE THAT DAY

  • Writer: Haley
    Haley
  • Feb 13, 2018
  • 1 min read

Updated: Mar 16, 2018

I WASN’T SOMBER THEN MAN

BUT HERE I AM

EVERYONE WAS MOURNING LAST YEAR

I HAD THIS FUNNY FEELING IN MY STOMACH THAT NIGHT

THAT NIGHT THE PHONE RANG DURING THE NIGHT

AND THEY SAID THAT HE WAS DEAD

THE NEXT NIGHT THEY SAID THE SAME

STILL I WASN’T SOMBER THEN MAN

THE NEXT WEEK NOTHING TO DO

BUT MAYBE ATTEND HIS FUNERAL

MAYBE IT WILL RAIN AND I COULD LISTEN TO THAT

OR I COULD CRY OR SOMETHING

I WASN’T SOMBER THEN MAN

BUT HERE I AM

 
 
 

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