blue...A Poem by Jane Olivia Davis because you love me you're always irked with me because!!! i never pick my towels up off the bathroom floor... except... the one time... the! one! time! that i decided to dye my hair blue!! and hung it carefully... carefully... inside out as to not spread the blue.... you washed your face-- you dried your face-- not looking! not noticing! and then your face was blue... my blue moon face girl... yeah-- so maybe i should just keep throwing my towels on the floor!!
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Jane Olivia Davishome sweet home, ALAbouti am just an average girl, living a beautiful sweet little life with a beautiful sweet little wife. she is my muse, even though she is more brilliant than i could ever hope to be. intimidated by the.. more..Writing
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