The Dog Dish is Broken
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The dog dish is broken
You�re only far too late
Stop saying what your mother told you,
Because I lied this day
And as the car passes within touch of a tear
You saw your hero burning
You only crave you could too
Just wanting to open this busted, blue jar
I know it�s not ready, but back down now little child
You don�t have your mother�s eyes
But the leaves are falling, and lightning has crashed
You�re in the middle, and we�re all in a rush
Look past the raging leaves
Stop glancing, begin looking
Slow down there child
You�re only far too late
She peeked back in disappointment,
But you only wanted that picture.
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