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Tuesday, August 21, 2012

One

This isn't getting better? or, Is it just the same? Would it make it easier on you? If you had someone to blame? One love, One life, One heart, One voice in the night, One, we will get to share it, but it'll leave you, if you don't care for it, Did I disappoint you? Leave a bad taste in your mouth?... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Sunday, August 19, 2012 life it's a white picket fence in the making, a jail-cell for the taking, it's surveliance and peeping 'Toms', it's the fire that keeps me going, it's Sunday nights when all is quiet, sipping tea, listening for the crackling fire, and fire, it's the danse, that trance, little... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 18, 2012

2012 aztec end, no believe in me, hope I get to see it cave in, want to be here when it goes down, want to hear the trumpets sound, want to see the white horse, want to see my Lord abound, pray for me and I will pray for you, rather I will pray for you and you do what you do, respect me love me hate... Sign in to see full entry.

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drown

no matter where you are, i can still hear you when you drown, you travel very far to see if I'll come around, when I'm down, all of those yesterday's coming down, I can still hear you when you dream, you travel far like a star, and you are, those yesterdays coming down, is it someting, something, I... Sign in to see full entry.

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tidal wave

you've got your ball you've got your chain, tied to me, tie me up again, who's got their claws in you my friend, into your heart, heartbeat again, sweet like candy to my soul, sweet you rock, and sweet you roll, lost for you, I'm so lost for you, and you, oh my God, you come rolling into me, and... Sign in to see full entry.

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I love the way you laugh, I want to hold you high, and steal your pain away, and wait! I keep your photograph!! I know it serves me well, I want to hold you high, and steal your pain, cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome, and I don't feel right, when your gone away, and I don't feel like I'm strong... Sign in to see full entry.

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sleeping and dreaming

I'm dreaming of sleeping next to you, counting the sheep that cross my mind, but, they all fall down, like a lost little boy in a new big town, as I lay me down to sleep tonight, I close my eyes,. having a dream, so damn tired, sleeping a dream about you, yes I am, and I'm so tired, found myself in... Sign in to see full entry.

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my little girls

hey little girls, you may not notice now, but, there's a whole other world, that you could sing along with, do behave yourselves, little girls, maybe someday, at least that's what all the good people'll say, they'll say, look what you've done, you've gone and stole your daddy's heart and made it... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 17, 2012

Princess Ali

it's the back of her head and the slow movement, bobbling from side to side, the hums as she figures out why she loves her slobbered doll, her pink and blue and yellow pattern of little hearts, imprinted on her soft cotton pants and top, it's the innocense we all have forgotton, and why I'll always... Sign in to see full entry.

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