for jA Poem by Alicante lullabyMy hair used to hang tight in a ponytail back when we first met, i turned all innocent flirting just because you seemed so impervious. Now, I dont tie my hair, they flutter madly with the slightest provocation by wind and men can't help but fawn. i know a dozen synonyms of melancholy and i'm not innocent. And me and my hair need highlights to seek attention.
You should have loved me back when i was innocent, when i used to flirt with you when i wore my hair in a ponytail. © 2011 Alicante lullabyAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on January 31, 2011 Last Updated on January 31, 2011 AuthorAlicante lullabyAboutThe Hanging Man By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me. I sizzled in his blue volts like a desert prophet. The nights snapped out of the sight like a lizard's eyelid: The wor.. more..Writing
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