Bitter

The numbers and the other poor mysteries
That beg my mind to crumble and
The darkened alleys and the twisted pathways
That have presented themselves to me
I have stumbled and I have fumbled

I will tell you
If you ask
And I'll even
Try to be sweet
But dear I've got a bitter tongue
And I fear my thoughts are crooked too



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Writer(s): George Coe
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