Just two night's madly grind
and maybe
A few night's open mind
Why cry
Over this drip dip damp love-
of a time
But what crime?
Boo hiss on my mind
WELL not one-of-a-kind.
Open whorl heart I don't understand
Boo hiss Damn...
Sigh...
... Goodbye.
DELETE!!!
but hummm..
No NO
Just Go
July '11
Thursday, 13 October 2011
Monday, 10 October 2011
The old and young (old story)

She never held back
She gave love in a stack

And he left har heart all bitty
Smitten to shitty,
Sooty and sore
Other men were only a bore
And she felt like a whore
For loving so much more
The one she loved to adore
She wore a frown
and was always down
She couldn't resist it
She deserved his crown
... AND and gown!
How could he have missed it???!
You see this is a story about a heart-
A young heart,
that believed in love forever,
But no other did...
So it hibernated in a stone state...
...and waited ...
...and watched...
...and let things happen.
...and waited ...
...and watched ...
...and drew a map of where she went
To warn the rest.
She did her best

Then one day

Or so she thought
Until she became young again
And started her story again.
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