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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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11:33 PM, ~
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
I woke up, scared almost to death and immediately, I sent up a prayer to God to watch over her. I know it's been months, but that doesn't make me heartless. And I don't know how she's getting along but I hope dreams are really just dreams. I hope she's doing fine. I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her. This is one dream I sure as hell hope doesn't come true. |