Leo W

August 28th
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Someday I'll Learn

I’ve been an open book so long
my binding’s come undone
my heart worn on my sleeve so long
I can’t wash out the blood

I walk through life with widened eyes
think everyone’s got Good inside

but if you ask the coroner,
he’ll readily attest
he’s pressed the knife in many times
and found nothing but flesh.
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