In Do Time
One day in do time
I will come to find
The one woman I can call mine.
Yet I sit here waiting
as I'm slowly contemplating
and continue on debating.
I swear she is a dream
you must know what I mean
for the seen remains unseen.
This woman from my stories
as my vision seems to blurry
of what I thought was in a hurry.
now I sit and think
as my mind decides to blink
for the thing I must now drink.
my sudden knowledge leaves me hoping
that these thoughts are not provoking
that all these things are opening.
another chance for me to care
and the people that all stare
to be taken out of here.
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