Teddy Cole
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there's nothing wrong with meA Poem by Teddy Colethere's nothing wrong with methere's nothing wrong with methere's nothing wrong with methere's nothing wrong with methere's nothing wrong with methere.. |
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windA Poem by Teddy Colei feel offi feel out of sortson a windy daythe wind unsettles meit is powerful and awfulhearing it through the treesexcites mebut a walk on a windy da.. |
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summer in the atticA Poem by Teddy Colelet's talk about that timei spent the summer cryingand playing broken heartedlove songs that i wrote aboutyou, in my underwear,in my dirty attic...soc.. |
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rosesA Poem by Teddy Colesorry about the roses, you gave methey were very pretty;i let them die.we're all dying, you know;i'm not trying to slowit down, to stop it. |
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ramble & roam, never a homeA Poem by Teddy Colei left minneapolis right when it started getting cool.i grew up in portland before anyone knew it would be;but no amount of vegan bakeries, coffee sho.. |
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