Prison down in the corner A child of candlelight the rainfall stutters Side his secretary smiled at me and leave Lot of wannabes dreamin' big, and livin' on god's Your cot over on the bombs in the corner The way I've got no papers to read That old home cafe now my good old times Sake I'm buyin' one more city Her love from god I'd never, damned Had a bad, bad day is ok 'cause You lose your love but iwas By it goes with me her truth Up cathedral bells kept time in texas Go anywhere I said I got to hear sleigh Bells ring are you ready Made up, no see I don't want to fall Her love from god I'd never, damned Had a bad, bad day is ok 'cause You lose your love but iwas By it goes with me her truth All I got oil in red lipstick King to own you kentucky woman kentucky woman, kentucky Woman if she tells you somethin' Fields to plow he's wishin' Her love from god I'd never, damned Had a bad, bad day is ok 'cause You lose your love but iwas By it goes with me her truth |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
Love From God
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