When I kicked my door shut,
Prayed the dust from my foot
to follow you to your next pit stop.
May the path you walk
be the bumpiest any
man did dare thread before,
And from the bottom of my heart,
I hope you get what you deserve
x's more.
I wish your feet to crave the
places they don't belong, and
I hope that somewhere along the road,
your heart gets strung.
May you love someone deeper and longer
than anyone else before and may she play
the game against you, until your hope is no more.
In Karma's Name, Amen.
Tanette, 2010
Prayed the dust from my foot
to follow you to your next pit stop.
And from the bottom of my heart,
I hope you get what you deserve
x's more.
I wish your feet to crave the
places they don't belong, and
I hope that somewhere along the road,
your heart gets strung.
May you love someone deeper and longer
than anyone else before and may she play
the game against you, until your hope is no more.
In Karma's Name, Amen.
Tanette, 2010
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