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 |  Writings from 11/02 to 3/05. |
| 8-30-03 Some say I've lost my head. I'll say I haven't again. I throw a rock at the chicken of the sea. Cursed my broken heart and took a knee. I found a way to forever. I drew a map and followed it down. If close not never- this is not my town. I don't belong. Upstream. My battles are set up so I can come back from behind. With my tail between my legs, so help me, if you mean anything you'll look just one more time into you. Into us. Don't let the flapping wings pull you back into the sea. Don't let the flapping wings pull you that much farther away from me. You can't read the expression on my face. You can't feel the longing of your embrace. All you know is the sea. All you know is you less me. I found a way to forever. I drew a map (from my head) and followed it down (to my heart). I drew a map and followed it down. If clever not never- if clever not never- it's you now or never, now or forever- this is not my town. I don't belong. I don't belong. |
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