Insurance Claim
you appeared envious
of the friends i have
of the life i lead
it was not my fault
you were rummaging amongst the dead
you appeared bitter
about the love i had
and the joy i had found
was it my fault your gold mine collapsed
and you were stuck underground
not a thing was ever good enough
and the more we gave
the more you complained
it was not your fault
that you could not make the insurance claim
James Garratt – May 2006
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Insurance Claim (Originally Untitled) – Written May 2006 (Aged 31)
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