The Last Coup Fourre

Poem By Brandon Adamson

My mind won't won't delet memories of.....
caught in a patch of alstromeria
pacing thoughts of you wandering off
as i let myself get tangled up

I... I want another shot
another mile, just one more block
I threw away my coup fourre

I promise that
I'll never fail
to get hung up on the details
I'm ill at ease if you please
I'm ill at ease if you..... don't please? ! ?

still can't help the way i feel
the sun shines with an orange appeal

I... I want another shot
another mile, just one more block
I threw away my coup fourre

I'm falling into a trap
when you're all over the map
and my world is falling flat
without the sound
of your footsteps

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