Heavenly stitched damn my leg itches
Fingers Matilda, you seep through these witches
Vodka and wine enthralled in some other time
Wasting away behind walls of your sublime
It was easier back then
wall to wall carpet and velvet couches
no curtains had we
some velour blinds and small kitchen
So easy when the lights went out
So easy when the dark crept in
I just did did it in
Now I just go out and don't say a thing.
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
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The Glorious Burn
I'm angry and they say it's the stress Something traumatic from the day I left there No it had nothing to do with the Years of snort...
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Everyone talking about doing this and doing that Bragadocious as it may seem to some Also known as self promotion, albeit to some it's s...
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like a baby just woke up no fire in his eyes there are only a few hours in the day allowed for soft and fleshy for in the next few hours you...
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Excited about the work and play if only I could get the sleep out of my eyes, and the dredge out of my throat fear takes over this way
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