there was no look of life on your face ..
every line of love, erased ..
feeling robbed By Those feeling empowered. ...
she rode behind you standing up on the pegs as her hands held you on your shoulder tops ..
and the bitch laughed...
she laughed and as you pedaled away ..
she freed her hands as she balanced tightly and quickly at her pedaling freedom at your expense ..
I watched this all from behind ..
as I with fire and fury bladed my way up this road following your trail of
Cookie breadcrumbs ..
noting to myself..
That this here is dumb ..
she's the only one having fun ..
misery cackling to the company it so happily grabs by the throat ..
her hands on your shoulders ..
you feel the weight of her Boulder ..
Next time listen to your gut ..
dealing with this nonsense ..
A big pain in the butt..
pedaling not so much fun now ..
listen to laugh ..
her smile as crooked as a thief ..
c'est la vie ..
I let you pedal across the street ..
I close my eyes to thee ..
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