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Jazz Sounds |
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MexicoCityBlues Junior Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 48The Point of Know Return |
Jazz sounds cornered In bullet-proof eyes— You know what to do. Trauma was on its way Drama housed its stay I knew she would never find me Peek-a-boo! Damn it. And I look into those eyes And I find my way Guitars didn’t save me tonight Surprisingly enough, And I knew She was down, And I knew I Was down, And we were down Together. Hope we’d get high Together. And how do you find your way To the ground on which I lay? I knew you could kill me. Oh wait— You could kill me. You know what to do. You always did. "The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye. The story of love is Hello and Goodbye. Until we meet again..." -Jimi Hendrix |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"And I look into those eyes And I find my way" Loved those lines...and hey, welcome to pip! "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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