Underground

Walking under groundIn a imaginary worldTalking to anyoneListening to no one Clouds form over the horizonAs you walk toward a spinning moonSoon to be brokenFrom the strangle of life Sharing feelings reached by someExpressing emotion to no oneBetrayed be love onesBut loved by many Losing control of your sensesWary or your surroundsHearing your heart poundAs you walk under …

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ME

I'm sometimes asked if I ever wanted to be anyone else.  My answer is simple.  No.  Oh sure, I would like to have a different body.  One in which the legs worked, anda healthy heart.  I could only imagen what I'd do, or would've done with a healthy body.  It's fun to think about sometimes.  …

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