as i reach for a peach slide a rind down behind the sofa in san tropez

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breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan
sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
scratched by the sand that fell from our love
deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
if you're alone I'll come ho-ho-home

slam your doors in golden silence (get bent), Monday, 22 January 2007 01:16 (eighteen years ago)

http://www.mcpasd.k12.wi.us/GCMS/smoen/sem2/wbce11217/palmtree_drawing.gif

indian rope trick (bean), Monday, 22 January 2007 02:12 (eighteen years ago)

very good! did you draw that yourself?

slam your doors in golden silence (get bent), Monday, 22 January 2007 02:50 (eighteen years ago)


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