Plans

Why do I feel so down?
Another Saturday lost
Nothing ever goes as planned
And my heart feels the cost

We try to work a plan
To see each other soon
Something always impedes
Plans we create at noon

Try to see each other
With plans we laid out now
It’s another waste of time
For something impedes somehow

I propose to you another
A binding plan for we
To meet no matter what
And cause the banes to flee

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