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didn't occur to me
downtown on a sunday
or
tucked away upstairs
on a sleepy block
in a spinning room
sipping from strangers' glasses.
and i come out of my coma
with just a sore throat
and another empty gas tank
wearing half of yesterday's makeup.
and
it was funny.
for the first time,
i heard you sing 'forgiveness'
where 'darkness' used to be.
it sounded alright.