Brillo Pad Mind ScrubA Poem by Angelheaded HipsterNow Im trying to erase the musings....Just now
well, then, a second ago... nevermind, the time of it isn't important.
What is! important however is this.
Get out of my head go on, fly free butterfly...Ive used you like you did me.
You'll never admit it was "using" cause well... thats such a harsh term.
Im a big girl, I can handle stinging truths. You're making my head hurt I don't like that much. You've somehow, someway opened up the floodgates
I haven't stopped thinking since I woke up after a three hour tour of my eyelids.
So. Leave. Shoo.... © 2010 Angelheaded HipsterFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on January 31, 2010 Last Updated on January 31, 2010 AuthorAngelheaded HipsterMy name is Amber....my friends call me.....Amber, GAAbout"God made my body and if it is dirty, then the imperfection lies with the Manufacturer, not the product. Do not remove this tag under the penalty of the law." ~ Lenny Bruce "I don't care to belong .. more..Writing
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