Onward and Outward
keep going, keep growing
Sunday, July 15, 2012
nothing else will do
gray
tired and quiet
and mean
picking at a worried seam
. . .
oh, such a prima donna
sorry for myself
but green, it is also summer
and I won't be warm
until I'm lying in your arms
I've gotta have you
the weepies
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