The Heave & Ho Breaking Me Down

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The heave & ho breaking me down
Struggling in this certain gloom
Never forgot your torn wedding gown

The bridges falling behind pinkish clouds
My mind no longer fresh & anchored
I’m a writer to keep from smiling so loud

Your notebooks never would reveal
Secrets of your coffeehouse whores
Your purity has nothing left to steal

Continue to sit there so smug & ripe
You may never tell, but I still know
Your joy I can still reach out & swipe

Fold back & fall under your smooth stone
Eyes watching, I’ll stroll back to the bay
Gleaming sunlight conceal nothing known

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