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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Saturday, October 05, 2002 v

I feel like posting a poem, my own, but I think mine all suck. Just look at the scrolling thing...it's so lame!!

When I was just knee high
My momma told me never try
To be someone that I am not
Yet over time I had forgot
A wandering child, so lost at play
He's found himself, but he can't find his way
In the daylight
Oh the daylight

That's taken from Daylight, off Alison Krauss and Union Station latest, New Favourite. It's a really lovely album, soothing and worth it.




~wYLdeFiLLy~ 8:30 pm [+]
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