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I’m just an old man, the son of my father Named after a record my mother would spin
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While in your bed, resting head, fast asleep I from the woods, feeling good, slowly creep
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weary, crusted eyes slowly open sharply fixed on the horizon
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by bigpapa
3 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 6 9:32 AM 2007
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by bigpapa
9 lines, 10 comments,
on Aug 3 12:41 PM 2006. In Nature
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by bigpapa
3 lines, 5 comments,
on Aug 2 1:44 PM 2006. In Humor
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a glance, an embrace
no words, just a race
by bigpapa
19 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 2 1:26 PM 2006. In Adult
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I claim the truth yet live a lie
I claim the effort yet never try
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The lover created just for me
doth lay upon my chest at peace
by bigpapa
35 lines, 34 comments,
on Aug 1 8:03 AM 2006. In Love
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The chill of springtime morn
gives way to summer's trod
by bigpapa
8 lines, 2 comments,
on May 26 8:35 AM 2006. In Nature
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A dissected existence
examined to the core
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Microwave nation
nano-incubation
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every inch I move forward
pushes you a foot away
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jerky, unpredictable motions
I flop about on the stage you set
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A single blood-red rose
royalty among the common flowers
by bigpapa
18 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 11 12:51 PM 2004. In Nature
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An uneventful afternoon with the one I love
hanging watercolor paintings on the fridge with pride
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transient waif
smearing my windshield
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In the back of the club
I sit in the shadows
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disfigured face
wearing a painted smile
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A love gone wrong
A life gone wrong
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you're selfishness has eaten the sun
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Hey, man, grow some balls and strut like you've got a pair
by bigpapa
16 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 7 8:51 PM 2004. In Humor
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A pierced septum and black lipstick
Turn me on I must admit
by bigpapa
24 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 4 6:58 PM 2004. In Humor
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The dull paleness of the sky
envelopes me each time I try
by bigpapa
36 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 4 5:28 PM 2004. In Hope
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Well, my friend
for what it's worth to you
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Right now I'm really drunk
and typing is quite a challenge
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I once crucified myself daily
bore my cross and followed Him
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Bobble head Jesus
why do you mock me?
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Intense sunlight filtered through a stained-glass Jesus
shows the dust prancing in the air of the choir's wasted breath
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look how pathetic
covered in dirt, sweat and blood
by bigpapa
17 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 30 8:30 PM 2003. In Dark
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You really should have bought the nice front door
these are so easy to get past
by bigpapa
27 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 30 8:06 PM 2003. In Humor
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will it be bloody or serens
the soon to be crime scene
by bigpapa
26 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 30 7:28 PM 2003. In Dark
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I am a self-proclaimed genius
I am a damn good musician
by bigpapa
19 lines, 6 comments,
on Dec 26 6:38 PM 2003. In Humor
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