othelladub's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- maybe in philadelphia She's a good girl now. She's dry. She's so good, so good. >>> ''' janetsawmelookingthrough the windows and she cried, and the matchbox that was sitting on the table still denied = that the fire had gone out, though the flame ??? living, in the blue-shouldered sweltering drip ~`~`~`~`~`~`~` the heat ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`waves of heat waves and waves of heat I can't see I can't cover my face It's too bright too bright for me if the night comes, I'll be alright - i'll be alright if the night comes "don't use that slang 'round here, boy!" "don't call me boy!" "don't shave your head and play basketball with us, you racist pig!" "who? me? I'm not racist!" sleep in my eyes washitout come down with me /take me down treat me bad - i miss you it makes me feel good when the pain in you flows out; everything subsides and we feel all right all right + it's so hard to be with you now to see where you've gone, and how you see me in the other time, I knew that she was loving me periodically - spurts, i must say in li'l spurts stuttering shaking spasms of my dark cloudy elucidation your clarity is confusing. how are you so clear on the foundations of this building? it's quicksand, all quicksand there's no telling what direction it may take she, and he, and me we must open each other's eyes will we? did we ever? 11:28 p.m. - 2002-04-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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