a light for a cigarette
a butter for the bread
a burial for the dead
No I am not one of these
you need then you call
you ping then you pray
but you don't think of me
No I can no longer be
I'm used or abused
you know when you need
and only when you need
No I can no longer be
step out now, move away
hear no more, I cannot say
--MMR, 2015
a butter for the bread
a burial for the dead
No I am not one of these
you need then you call
you ping then you pray
but you don't think of me
No I can no longer be
I'm used or abused
you know when you need
and only when you need
No I can no longer be
step out now, move away
hear no more, I cannot say
--MMR, 2015
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