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[bodytext] => I´m changing She said toward me I said you don´t get off that lightly But what with having no yard stick Only the clock´s temperate tick occasionally, some facet of myself returns As to make it undeniable. I´ve changed. for example As I recall people liked me. Effortlessly. I would sit and they would just gravitate. Now the feeling is akin to hate. I usually blame her at this point. She said You would like to blame me But you can´t.. I can I know! I´ve become egotistical and vain And a *****-hot guitar player! And ...er..I´ve lost my fear. It´s better isn it? Eyeing me She said you´ve also become a hermit. What can you do? No booze No narcotics Just reality She said to me Really you must get out more It´s dull. I know it´s all in my head And long time dead But it´s dull. late though I´ve found a new pleasure key- My poetry! And though sometimes it´s a struggle to turn I percivier and all the time i learn. I think. I wander around going run bun tonne stun till i´m at the end of me tether! Like some blissed out -word processer! Better then life though. mmmmm. So poets of the world unite we have nothing but our words and wit so tune in turn on and don´t forget to log out. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 434 [topic] => 21 [informant] => zicky [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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