Topic: the poorer, the richer, in love. | |
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d4tc
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Wed 10/06/10 09:38 AM
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exhausted. from all the nonsense. i have been rich until now since, i am spent. struggling. using muscles i didn't know existed. nor, whatever for, ever invisioned. hustling. for something more than the crumbs i keep crumbling. humbling. me now, from then. than shall we con- tinue? where now my digestive system can't win. i used to stare out now i stare in two this window. grumbling. yadda yadda blah blah. each leg standing balancing. thanking God for this see saw. pummeling. these fists so pist i clench on to, nothings. as poor as can be my hope gives me, something. inspired by: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3GGwnKrKkQ |
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You still draw me in each time after all this time.. Ha ha..
Miss ya Jas |
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You still draw me in each time after all this time.. Ha ha..
Miss ya Jas |
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