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lysiemoto
- Toronto, Canada
- Last Record: 2013-01-19 02:31:21 +0000
- Joined: Mar 10, 2012
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If I should pocket this emotion, I must consider the hole.
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A Fallen Angel... Is still an Angel With or Without it's &nbs... |
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We can’t touch what it is we’re looking for Only what it is we find, Which isn’t always what is in our hearts. So if you’re not as bra... |
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The past is influenced as much as the child’s imagination will allow. |
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I want to keep my dignity, But there it goes – out the window like all regrets; Some too close for comfort and some too far from recovery. The sound tha... |
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Never trust the trusting when they trust not in themselves – Or in miracles. Miracles are rare here on this Heaven on Earth, And that’s why I offe... |
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Dear friendly Stranger,
I just thought you should know that you have the most beautiful eyes. I passed by you on Friday, while walking through the city, and happen... |
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I once was strongly advised to look into the mirror and report what I had seen, followed by a grunt and a muffled “such an ignorant child”. From a standing view point I had a trouble... |
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So here is Lady Humberdeen A feathered pheasant hunter Queen A poacher but she keeps it clean She’s quick as so not to be seen
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A dead goose on the side of the rode
i drove by contemplating a picture
I slowed down in my car to get a better look
A jogger passed by wondering upon what I was doing
I doubled back and passed the jogger a second time
only now i got out and took a picture of the goose
The stranger was confused and looking at the goose,
gave me a look of disgust
I got back in my car, and turned around to pass the jogger
one
last
time.
i waved and then thought sad things for the goose