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Here we are on the edge of today
You and me
Barely keeping the dogs at bay
It's flesh they want and we're their prey
You and me
Leaving only our tracks in the clay
Tomorrow is here, yesterday gone
You and me
Moving fast to beat the dawn
Hand-in-hand, two loving cons
You and me
That much I'm sure, conclusion foregone
These days we have, they all look the same
You and me
Struggling with who we became
Love and hate fanning the flame
You and me
Fast asleep, the dogs barking our names
Soon one of these days will be our last
You and me
Did we live wrong? Live too fast?
Never mind, sorry I asked
You and me
Our turn to feed the hounds of our past
About the Creator
Brock Richardson
I'm a former contributor to Funny or Die. I most prominently write poetry, short fiction and humor.


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