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The Songstress
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The Songstress |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
She stood straight and tall Till the music and mood beat her down Her brown eyes were pools Muddy water where dream drown She knew the blues She lived the blues For more moons she unremembered, She had lived her songs For more tunes she unremembered, She done everything wrong. But singing was what she did, And the blues how she lived; For beginnings unremembered For endings unremembered. Gloom |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
like we used to say back in the day, heavy. I like this.Anybody that has gone through hard enough times that theyre "unremembered" can relate to this sad piece. Good going Gloom! Lori  |
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