
waltzing …

waltzing …

just like this, swirling, twisting…ending up in Kansas, somehow….
this girl i love, she don’t know. if she did, i’d have to behave. act like i cared. that makes me scared. trick or treat, my love, my sweet……
known as, The Fenton Road Bum. kinda harsh. in my young eyes, i saw a human, a little down on his luck maybe. but still the same. his dignity matters somehow, someway……
upside down seems normal, inside out fascinating. these days. not one reason matters. everything it seems, has been done before……

all sprawled out……what’s up next? wait and see……..

kinda like this….
nothing to write home about. clearly it’s some wannabe. nepo baby, carried daddy’s name. without any talent, she carries it so well….
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