So you guys know that I have to see old G. this week at the Stoopid concert right? Me way scared. For no good reason really. But still...
When you look out on the ocean
sometimes it tells you
that it just ain't right
and you turn away
and live with a smile
on your back.
and some sand
on the roof...
shaking your head,
like a sweet fool,
with but a wet tool,
shaking it for da girly fool
you a be shakin for
today.
Brilliant spark light, through plate glass rises calm fire glowing left, of dark skies rainbow clad. Finger-curtain of wet hope touches the peaks, gold Ratcheted burst of diagonal bright wham! Then peaceful wisps float away as azure
sleeps,
oblivious and re? yes, re?
esolved
evolved
in beauty.
sharper than a razorblade, way no a me me!!!
MOx Scared & Out!
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