Feb. 2015There was a man, A lonely man Who didn’t have much to do He sighed over the crossword Listening to the coffee brew And he poured it for his wife and she Pranced out to save the day In that suit-thing he loved, With the heels and skirt That gave too much away.Feb. 2015
And then she took the car, And then he tried to get more coffee But she’d poured it all Into a tall Industrial-sized coffee thing Which he supposed would get her through work today Yes, he supposed it’d have to do. But the coffee-pot was empty, Yes, the coffee-p
the Mountainthe mountain… october 2068.the Mountain
My feet find every crag and know In climbing, Though my pace may slow, The ascent past where the last trees grow Yields to views of miles, And fields Dotted wildly with stones that kneel And regard my trek, As I reel and catch my breath While below me, There is nothing left of the path I walked ten years before Grass grows over, and nothing more.
I am not solemn, Though growing sore And heavy from the years I bore And tears I shed And hearts I led unthinkingly, Weakly apologizing when I c
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Attempted murder? What's that? They don't give Nobel Peace Prizes for attempted chemistry, do they?
besos para ti, espero hablemos pronto
take care
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...Beauty and Pain are Manytimes the Same...
I promise I'll actually have something for you to look at as soon as school permits.
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Go! Shower love upon *Subterranean-Hepcat!
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~ " Duck tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side and it holds the universe together""I think reality is a nice place, but i wouldn't want to live there
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