Your lips made a deep impression.
And your caress, on life's depression –
Gives the sweet kiss of death. I guess I won’t
Wake up in this world the same again.
You did me in.
I’m doomed to walk with all the rest
Down this two-lane highway, headed west,
Into the unsettling sun. At least I won’t
Wake up in the morning all alone.
You did me in.
I’m all done.
You did me in.
I’m done now.
I’m all gone.
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Ha! Happy Birthday, Vicki