Jones Soda

Jones Soda

Run together in my head
Held within
the eyes are dead.
They guess to see what's really
going on
They mock the way
it all came along.
I never knew just what
to expect,
So long to all the wasted years
shed.
I understand we needed
all that was said,
Turn the cap thinking about it all--
Hold on again
You're headed in the right
direction


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