Rhett Landry

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Another drunken weekend
He digs in the dumpster
Looking for his happiness
Looking for his love
...

She sits in the lobby
Sitting on her chair
Her blue eyes dancing
Framed by her golden hair
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What do I do
No love to be found
Sweet alabaster skin
No more
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Sweet summer sweat
Upon thy beauty
Taste so sweet
eat the flower
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Little blade of grass
Growing alone through concrete
Can’t you grow else where
No boot straps to pull
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Alabaster skin
In the moon light it does glow
Makes my manhood grow
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When I was born
torn from the magic world
crying so loud
You gave me breakfast
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Just A Shell Of A Man

Another drunken weekend
He digs in the dumpster
Looking for his happiness
Looking for his love

He walks wobbly
He cannot get on his bike
His eyes are hollow
His spirit dead

He stumbles on nothing
But self pity
He is a beggar
Of the city

He walks a crooked walk
He talks to himself
Yells about a lost life
Bangs his head against an invisible wall

He walks his bike
And his cans towards nothing
He is nothing
But a shell of a man

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