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May 23, 2010
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I have my ass in overdrive,
a double coffee helps my run.
Too many hours, too much overtime,
who will care when I am gone?
Do ya think there'll be
some maker of me
that will pat me on the back?
Well I believe my mind
will've simply died,
and I won't wonder where I'm at.
To me...
it's greedy to think there's more,
and god was original sin,
so I greet each day in my usual way,
and gratefully smile up to its end.
a double coffee helps my run.
Too many hours, too much overtime,
who will care when I am gone?
Do ya think there'll be
some maker of me
that will pat me on the back?
Well I believe my mind
will've simply died,
and I won't wonder where I'm at.
To me...
it's greedy to think there's more,
and god was original sin,
so I greet each day in my usual way,
and gratefully smile up to its end.
— themoonman, May 23, 2010
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Kailashana
16 years ago
Life is shit sometimes. And
themoonman
16 years ago
Anna...
Kailashana
16 years ago
Indeed my dear Moonman, I
Seren
16 years ago
Dear Richard
themoonman
16 years ago
Hi Jayne...
xena465
16 years ago
Great write Richard
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16 years ago
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Geezer
16 years ago
More!
themoonman
16 years ago
Hi Gee...
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16 years ago
Richard
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Jim...
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16 years ago
..I truly can relate to
themoonman
16 years ago
Alone...
lyz
16 years ago
Dearest Richard
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16 years ago
Hi Lyz...
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16 years ago
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