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Writing poems in my sleep. Halfway to sleepy town. Halfway to sleepy town I stopped to pick you flowers. But then i found some other buds 'Mongst the shady, shadowed bowers. Though their scent was not so sweet. Their petals not so lush. They were there and you were not. So i kissed their present blush. Poison touched my Judas lips and filled my faithless form. The price to pay, when e'er you stray to some errant lovers dorm. My heart was never pure again the venom sank too deep and now i'll only be with you when sorrow lets me sleep. |
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well i am allergic to alky hol but at least i'm always available to missus chuckles indy me love.
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Well we all have lost loves sassles, it's just life really huh?lol Says obligatory "Ta moochly" Al me pal.
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7/4/2012 3:41 pm |
I agree sad
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Well sometimes sad is nice (otherwise there'd be no country and western songs lol) silvers
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I think it must be a wumman thing Misty me mistress, it just seems a bit sentimental and rueful to me.lol
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