She’s been thinking about things that don’t need thinking
Running errands in her brain
leading to nowhere
living painful moments
that aren't even her share
thinking of..places that she could run off to
abodes where she could be living
lay on a bed of green grass
and have a stellar ceiling
thinking... about the words of a poem
that make sense no more
words that like torn pieces of paper
lay scattered on the floor
Thinking of life's lemons
and what they'd do to her
forgetting that of the lemonade
He's already taken care!
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