urvile

Work like a slave,
command like a King,
create like a God.

This sounds a bit like goodbye,
In a way it is I guess.

As I leave your side,
take care please,
take care.

You might want to know,
I love you too much,
and it tore us apart.

We were never a written book
destined to end at the last page

But I guess you could not have me;
at least not for free.

Take...
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Golden boy with feet of clay,
Let me help you on your way.
A proper push will take you far
But what a clumsy lad you are!

-SR Donaldson

Lyrics from a favorite song.


You get what you deserve.

Try to understand what I'm going through
Don't blame me for what folks will do
For some of us it's not a good time
But, you're going to get choosed to
And you'd better resign yourself

You get what you deserve
You ought to find out what it's worth
And you've gotta have a lotta...
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The Path

I dance, I sing, to uncertainty
I've awoke in a dark place,
my way is lost.

but;
I crow at the hint of a future,
where there is a possibility,
of not knowing the end.

Now is the beginning of always
please
take my hand.

Explore the chance of creating
a
new way.

Well my friends, after waiting for more then 8 months on a list, I'm about to get my tattoos, my friends,
these are much larger then any I have now, so a tad nervous, but... my friends, I'm sure we will get through this together.

People with small dogs are such a turn off.

I used to detest the dogs, but after having a uncle who had a awesome chihuahua, who loved him much, and made his life, I can't blame the dogs anymore.,,,,

Am I just insensitive?

Our fingertips touch,
as you glide down
the stairs
while you
say
"All the way".

Empty spaces expand,
brushing at us,
invading the space between,
keeping
us apart
in the wrong way.

Our bodies sing our private songs,
about forests green,
electricity,
embraces,
and needs,
that do not go,
away.

My dance is a spastic strut and fret,
a walking shadow, upon a stage,
full...
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