Pollyanna
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12:49 From Start to Finish
12:49 From Start to Finish
I tell myself I'm sorry
Even though it is not true
And if you look right through the plastic
I almost can see you
And when they tell us its beginning
To seem just like the end
Have we gone from start to finish?
Have we seen right through the bend?
Or are we
Crying out in pity from the sorrow of ourselves
Do we read the books and letters and are we cluttering the shelves
With all our wines.
We are
Crying out in pity of the sorrow of ourselves
Looking for oxymoron’s such as angels who lurk in hell.
And on one fine day they’ll tell us
The sun has started to rise
Maybe we’ll start rejoicing
And the tears will fill our eyes
Maybe we’ll stop
Crying out in pity from the sorrow of ourselves
We’ll start reading books and letters
And start dusting off the shelves
Because now we know.
Reading books and letters
Reading books and letters
Reading books and letters
The intro to the end
From start to the finish
With no knowledge of the bend.

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