5 Minutes
They won't give me the Last Rites
because all the Priests are in Prison.....
A stranger might say
they love me......
A little girl might even wave to me while
she rides in a passing car......
YET......I can be charming for 5 minutes
then
I'm
Lost
Copyright © Frank Penicaro | Year Posted 2011
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