Wish I could erase
The trace
Of you
And your stupid face
I wish I could undo
And replace
The space
With someone new
And lovely.
Someone nothing like you
If you could see yourself
The way others do
You would hate you too
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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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