MOTEL

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A waterbed that vibrates
A vibrating waterbed
All the thoughts in my head.
No, it's not great. This, I really do hate.
I hate this I really do. It makes me blue.
TV, see needs money in the slot.
Outside, the lights are bright, all night.
Inside, they shine. They can really blind.
Another place I need to find.
Emotions, I can't hide.
This motel along the interstate, not great
Trucks with 18 wheels, not good is how I feel.
I just wish it would stop.
Worse this, nothing can top.
I just wish they would all go away.
I just wish for the day.

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