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Wonder what does it matter When all comes to the same Struggle to survive, struggle to maintain Driven to continue, driven to remain She curls a..

She lied to the mirror brush stroked the truth Men came to her door to be loved she acquiesced Tenament slum garbage can lined Dreamt of times ..

New York street sillhouette street light, stop light Predawn, hasty lovers quarrel stumble toward the haze Day struggles to pretend it's supposed..

Please, Leave the keys in the mailbox my heart behind the door My soul you can take with you It ain't worth much any more You stole my faith ..

She rises from her bed soaked in sweat clothes squandered retrieves her robe Cold water splashes through her hair Don't look in the mirror Kitc..

Believe my harmonica is wrapped in cellophane beneath my bottom dresser drawer It bubbles and blows sweet fruits of alone 29 palms and ..

I have your strength even as it fades away goes on blindly forgotten Somewhere the sun shines on a field of hay and flowers August afternoons m..

Jenny and I had been friends for a long time. She had known my wife, Maria, who died a couple of years ago. We were even roommates for awhile. Neve..

Indiana August afternoon Leaves show their silver sides to the sun Dusty breeze, like brimstone through the trees, Whisper of wind is all it needs ..

Peer into the darkness Shadows that can't be seen Dreams that can't be grasped Narrow corridors of despair Two figures pass under the street lamp ..