By jwb71913
Date: 2004 Jun 17
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[[2004.06.17.11.49.3739]]

A Week

The week has flown by with nary a word
I guess you really think I'm a turd
Just wanted to be alone for a while
I don't think I miss you, only your smile

You'll be happy to know I can make my own bed
Do laundry and cook, even toast my own bread
There is such a difference I wish you could see
Between being alone and being lonely

I'm sure that your life is full of joy
You don't need a week to find a new toy
So ride with the wind, and outrun the rain
If you stay in town maybe I'll see you again