My Ribbon of Blues
My Ribbon of Blues
Finishing in 2nd place being the only runner in this race
What a waste, what a waste...All the fears I couldn't face
It's too late...too late
To start over again, but where would I begin
Start at the end, the end...The very, very dead end
All alone again...and again
Staring at my ribbon of blue, me the pathetic you
2nd place, 2nd place...in this one man race
Losing again...I lost again
bmdavey@09/02/16
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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