Sing

When it’s clear you’re the second choice
And the night is a quiet as a distant moon dying,

When nothing you say comes out like it should
And loneliness gathers like dust,

Sing.

Poetry.net

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One Response to “Sing”

  1. also when your truck has no radio.

    i know what your saying and i try to sing.

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