• Archive for August 12th, 2013

    Soldier,

    by  • August 12, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 2 Comments

    On the first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil Don’t know why I’m still surprised Even angels have their wicked schemes And you take that to new extremes But you’ll always be my hero Even though you’ve lost your mind Now there’s gravel in our

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    the sheep in ewe

    by  • August 12, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 1 Comment

    the sheep see you in the mirror the sheep count you in their sleep the sheep want the name of your hairdresser the sheep follow you into the lion’s den the sheep have made you sheepish still your handle is “Wolf”. baaaa….why?

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    Where am I?

    by  • August 12, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, Thoughts • 0 Comments

    My heart’s racing. No really. But that’s beside the point. Because my mind is going at about 380 miles per hour. Like crazy. And I can’t think. I can’t stop thinking. As waves and waves and waves of stress wash over me, I acknowledge them, but it’s not like it helps. I wait for you

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