Enough smarts

06 01 10
Enough smarts

It is my funeral
I greased the wheel of fate
On my neck I wear a mineral
With your name till date

I kissed goodbye to your touch
Those were our lovely days
My care should be a bit much
My ego led me the wrong ways

I softly waved you aside
As a woman of many parts
I lately saw the light
Cause I have not enough smarts


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