The Alphabet
A is for the ambulance From which they stole your fingerprints B is for the little things, Like barely there and broken wings C is for the crying in the cab D is for the dreams we never had I’m pretty sure there’s more, and yet This is where I forgot the alphabet It's short, but I hope you enjoy it.
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