Wheelchair at the Window

  • July 14, 2008
  • Brachs
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  • A hot little blonde in a shiny black Porsche, A brunette in tight shorts riding a horse. A fine little Redhead, lying by her van. Her long shiny legs, oiled up for tan. Every kind of woman in the summer sun, Dressed for each other and ready for fun. I sit at my window and stare through the glass, Playing roulette and smoking grass. I ride these wheels, legs won’t carry me. Watching a world, that I wish would bury me. I know neither of love nor the touch of another. No smiling wife, no father, no mother. I smoke my mind, to dull the thought. Of pain and shame another day brought. I sit at this window and stare through the glass. Loathing this life and smoking grass .
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