Naked feet dance with blades of grass.
stuff written by jg
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alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
So Sorry
I thought there was love
And that she would catch my blood
Yet it spills
Who's truth are you living?
If it was mine
You'd be in my bed
And I'd be in your arms
I like my truth
Better than yours
I wish you did too, kid.
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I understand how you feel
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