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Barrio |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
I'm still sittin on the steps Sideways Still feelin the breeze Cold days Still textin with the one hand Always Hat so loose you wonder how it stays on Smile so crooked you wish it'd fall Remember those days where I'd stand so tall Chin high up in the air I'm not sure anymore So many boys you'd need a list Just to know which to kiss As I sat on your steps Chin high up in the air Got your kiss, and no I didn't care Voice still raspy from that whiskey Got that knife in my shoe Chunkin deuce What it do? Remember those days So beautiful Boys goin to war just to squeeze you Sittin on those steps- I got to please you Still sittin on the steps Sideways No breeze Old days “Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.” -Henry David Thoreau |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Okay. I like this. The attitude is there. The swagger. "Still sittin on the steps." Nothings changed but the years. I'm still kicking ass. Taking names. Yep. I like this. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
You're probably the only one that will-- Thank you. |
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