Covered my shift
Why did you have to be so cruel when I just needed somee love.
You’re like everybody else
Now is too late
I can’t drive away
My breath thing won’t let me leave
I’m just waiting in my car
For it to Happev
Soon.
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One- on- one mixed-media art lessons in Los Angeles
‘Cause talking is better than working
I spend a lot of time pondering what it all means.
A Writer's Musings (And Likely Some Shameless Self-Promotion As Well)
An outlet for my random thoughts and interests
where would it flow...
Serving a little poetic nourishment Monday thru Friday and featuring a Short Play Saturday Matinee to read.
Tales From The Life Of A Soul
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