the guy that I used to buy flowers from
has such a sad face
I swear to God
but each time I pull in to that same ATM
(that I used to live by), man -
he just lights up
I don't live near anymore,
so I don't really see him that much
just occasionally, Thursday nights
I'll forget to get cash
for the pool hall dive
down the street from the bank that I used to live by
so I'll have to pull in,
to the bank
by the guy
with the really sad face
holding ten bouquets
I would always buy one
(when I lived back then)
he remembers me now
we await better days
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