Sometimes
All i need is the air that I breathe.......And pizza
beer
cigs
razor blades
milk
money
daz
tomato ketchup
chips (note NOT Fries)
clean shirts
batteries (remote)
shoelaces
change for parking
day off
patience (of the Saintly variety)
painkillers
therapy
directions
tea
understanding
and
a biscuit.
Not much to ask
Poetry by Yanto
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Written on 2016-01-26 at 21:53
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