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I am young and I want to learn
This is me
I am free and am willing to fly
This is me
11 years 10 months ago
Do you ever wonder, Dear,
When you see the children here,
Why you never joined their play?
11 years 10 months ago
You were analytical,
pragmatic, and I loved that.
So much more than critical,
and cynical, and I tripped up.
11 years 10 months ago
Marina strove for too much identity
in a bad falsetto she sang
and it was American;
So America, America,
11 years 10 months ago
Marina strove for too much identity
in a bad falsetto she sang
and it was American;
So America, America,
11 years 10 months ago
I am given hope by the presence of the air, the rocking of a foot under the blanket by a mother, strumming of an instrument and another
11 years 10 months ago
I lay there blank
drawing pictures
with nothing more than a mind,
a color scheme
11 years 10 months ago
We are just a fumble,
Beer can opened outside sounds like an echo,
The snapping of a guitar string.
11 years 10 months ago
There, a man stands on the train tracks of the Santa Fe Railroad Depot.
11 years 10 months ago
I met this boy, when I was eight years old
And what I loved most was the stories he told
11 years 10 months ago