paradigms fencing me in, foretold conclusions taught from infancy. knowing now, how it will always be…….
Tag: Poetry
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times I have listened to this, each time bringing separate meanings……
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before the pathway, always beckoning. soothing any lost wandering soul…..
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Etta sang, then my whole world turned misty blue. i should forget you, lord knows i’ve tried……
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hiding out, in a well known place. losing the color of blue. missing what exactly i don’t know…..maybe i never will…..
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one more please, i promise, maybe tomorrow. thirsty as can be, feeling so merrily. absent cares, escaping reality….
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leaving was necessary, obviously. ending so unexpectedly, painfully. another lesson in reality……….
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shorty pulled his gun, grinning maliciously. lefty smirked, winked. shorty was dead, quick as can be…….
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drifting sideways, never revealing. places visited, no regrets. without reason, always smiling….
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nothing of the table, unafraid of any label. call me anything that feels good. soothe you’re twisted mind, so divine. makes me want you like crazy, more, more, please more….crazy….
Escape Reality 