IN THE VALLEY OF YOUR EYES
Do I echo in the valley of your eyes?
My spirit is not here with me.
In the Walmart parking lot my too too solid flesh melts.
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You are frozen in my every moment.
To you I have commended my soul,
Far far from my honking tomb.
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The maddening crowd never signals their turn.
Do I echo in the valley of your eyes?
My mother dead, my father dying, I have become a chore.
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I tap trapped in my devices.
Devoutly wishing for another change.
Bumming in the Walmart parking lot for the change.
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I would die to have a different ending.
Yet, will I be consoled to echo in the valley of your eyes?
You, a Muse, me, I will never you again.
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