User blog:LordWeirdo/reflections upon sorting through abandoned WIPs and ancient drawings

 Last night I dug some manuscripts

From my old dresser drawer

I set them on the table

And stared at it till four

Read some old short stories

Right up till the break of dawn

I've been sittin' alone

Digging up bones

Then I went through the closet

And I found some old drawings

I stuffed some in the lock box

But I gave some a fling

Across this messy bedroom

To an o'erflowing trash can

Yeah, I've been sittin' alone

Digging up bones

I'm diggin' up bones

I'm diggin' up bones

Exhumin' things that's better left alone

I'm resurrecting memories of

Eye cancer dead and gone

Tonight I'm sittin' alone

Diggin' up bones

Then I looked under my bed

And I found some things down there

Like that creepy novel that

Thankfully went nowhere

And I recalled how good it looked

Back when I wrote it down

I've been sittin' alone

Digging up bones

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

Exhumin' things that's better left alone

I'm resurrecting memories of

Eye cancer dead and gone

Tonight I'm sittin' alone

Diggin' up bones

I'm resurrecting memories of

Eye cancer dead and gone

Tonight I'm sittin' alone

Diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

Exhumin' things that's better left alone

I'm resurrecting memories of

Eye cancer dead and gone

Tonight I'm sittin' alone

Diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

Exhumin' things that's better left alone

I'm resurrecting memories of

'' Eye cancer dead and gone... ''

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