I never learn to look before I fall,
I live in the moment, I give it my all,
And then I sit and reminisce,
And soon those memories will be dismissed.
Like a pair of socks, you're off and on,
I send you to the dhobi and then you're gone.
I try to come clean, but I lose you too,
I've got mismatched socks, what do I do?
I only have a half of you,
I got one sock, but I need two.
-RJ
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