Sweet Lord, he does think
As he sips on his drink
Lost in a myriad of ways
All blurs into many days
Sweet lord, he always says
Only himself to blame
Sweet lord, says he
Someone set him free
Posted in: Poetry
Sweet Lord, he does think
As he sips on his drink
Lost in a myriad of ways
All blurs into many days
Sweet lord, he always says
Only himself to blame
Sweet lord, says he
Someone set him free
Posted on Sep 25, 2012
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