December 2010
3 posts
Growing
Embrace even your mistakes.
Old Stories - part II
The rest of the stories lost in a clutter of other posts from my ‘main’ Tumblr account.
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Baby doll
Sweet, sweet, baby doll
Won’t you come sit with me?
On this rustic, rusty bench
Watching time pass you by
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Sweet, sweet, candy girl
Tell me why I fly away?
Shackle my ankle to the bench
Make sure I cannot leave
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Sweet, sweet, sugar lips
Rest your head on my...
Old Stories - part I
My old stories on my main Tumblr account are now thoroughly lost beneath photos and, ever increasingly, automated last.fm posts. I may have to do something with that blog since I don’t ever post there. But in the meantime I’m digging out all the stories and putting them here, in their rightful place.
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He
She deals in the rhythm, the rhythm the pace the rhyme...