She is trapped inside a month of gray
And they take a little every day
She is a victim of her own responses
shackled to a heart that wants to settle
and then runs away
It's a sin to be fading endlessly
Yeah, but she's alright with me
She is leaving on a walkaway
She is leaving me in disarray
In the absence of a place to be
she stands there looking back at me
hesitates, and then turns away
She'll change so suddenly
She's just like mercury
Yeah, but she's alright with me
Keep some sorrow in your hearts and minds
for the things that die before their time
For the restlessly abandoned homes
the tired and weary rambler's bones
and stay beside me where I lie
She's entwined in me
Crazy as can be
Yeah, but she's alright with me
-adam duritz



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I am merely human.
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Jaso454SS:an emu tried to bite me once
Ducktapefromage: why? you must have done something to provoke it jason, you're just that kind of person
Jaso454SS: maybe because I poked my finger at its mouth
Ducktapefromage: HA! I KNEW IT!
your poetry is amazing
the words and rythm combine to make an allmost mythical story out of hate and pain and the past
your writting reminds me of television
thank you
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"the future ain't what it used to be"-yogi berra
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"mirror mirror, do you like what you see? i'll dance for you and you'll dance for me. who says a woman cannot serve, it would be my pleasure-who says it is not my destiny to let you control me?"
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