dance with me in an oceanside dive bar.
this describes the last three years.
oh my how they pass by.
each one seeming less real than the last.
time i saw the lead guitar.
more talent.
more problems.
the emotional torment of a lost loved one.
even if it is just lost
in the moment.
to see the resemblance.
the performers center stage.
i have been here before.
why do i keep revisiting the past.
hearing his type of the sound.
waves of emotion crash.
while i ride the wave that is.
you have lived an interesting life.
one.hundred.three.
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