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Maybe I was trying tofigure you outand ravageyour body the waytime has ravaged it.Or maybe I was just attempting tomake conversation with your lipsand..
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Think it was 1990…Funny how you can’t remember dates when you’ve been alone for so long.Seems like somebody was always pulling a gu..
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IJon Jon’s wearing black shades to hidehis bloodshot eyes; he’s been smoking a lot of potlately and doesn’t have any eye dro..
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I was up on stage playing my guitar,singing songs about the thrill ofsomething totally new. The crowds were small,but not wholly unappreciative. Many ..
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I
I
can picture old Hank now sitting at the typer. Drinking from a bottle of cheap
wine, Indian cigarette dangling from his thin lips, listening ..
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Keep stealing from other writers, like all of ‘em do, but somehow when I steal, it never turns out to be grand larceny, just a simple misdemeano..
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Keep stealing from other writers, like all of ‘em do, but somehow when I steal, it never turns out to be grand larceny, just a simple mi..
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Boy: I love you…Girl: I love you, too…I think…Boy: How do you know?Girl: ‘Cuz I feel it…I recalled a distant lover w..
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Had
a collage of ideas brainstorming inside of me.
There was a high-pressure
system moving up my spinal column.
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