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MY PHOTOGRAPH ALBUM
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MY PHOTOGRAPH ALBUM |
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shirtless Member
since 2006-04-29
Posts 359
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MY PHOTOGRAPH ALBUM no, no baby pictures, but that’s me – that skinny kid, shirtless, legs like knotted rope, barely enough strength to be afraid that one? I was in my twenties then – the camel that made it through the eye of the needle only to get tangled in the sky oh yah! beautiful isn’t she? I still love her, but she’s dead now – at least that’s what she told me I remember that – 3 a.m., just left my buddy asleep at his kitchen table, threw my arm around the shoulder of the moon and staggered toward wherever it is that time goes a poloroid shot of the back of my head – my left ear looks bigger than my right – I want that picture to accompany my obituary |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Whurl whulr know me like a twin know in me on a copper's line know me as a twin summer good in those days never needed shirt summer in them orchards bum did know some worst Got out as soon I could Got out early as Getting ear oles moving Got out As I said through the eye of the needle only to get tangled in the sky oh yah! beautiful isn’t she? I still love her, but she’s dead now – at least that’s what she told me I remember that – 3 a.m., just left my buddy asleep at his kitchen table, threw my arm around the shoulder of the moon and staggered toward wherever it is that time goes a poloroid shot of the back of my head – my left ear looks bigger than my right – I want that picture to accompany my obituary I like someone who is prepared to write the stuff and with a bit of luck We get a decent Detective On the box Dave |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
shirtless edgy feel to this that I really like...poignant word photos left me feeling sad. |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"I remember that – 3 a.m., just left my buddy asleep at his kitchen table, threw my arm around the shoulder of the moon and staggered toward wherever it is that time goes" this part touched me so much.... you write wonderfully!  |
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