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Thanks for the welcome , Wiz, but I very seriously doubt I'm back. I'm more like the splinter in your side that you forget is there until you move just the wrong way and feel it.
I posted for no other reason than to let people know I was still around, alive, kicking and calling BS where and when I need to as well as posting rants and ramblings from time to time.
Thanks again, though.
P.s. That's a great pic of you and the kids Wiz! Miss talking with ya
dont think this is much for this crowd and i dont like the sound of the edited version but eh...see you guys around in another 6 months
Yeah you know me.
I’m the bum in your face
The book that’s out of place
I’m the backwash of the human race
I’m the bug in your ear
The zit on your nose
I’m that bird stuff that lands on your shirt as you stoop to pick a rose
Yeah
You know me
I’m the disappointment in your dads voice when you flunked
The disillusionment in your kid’s eyes when they catch you playing Santa
I’m the sacrilege on Sunday
The hangover on Monday
I’m the headache by midweek
And the pink slip on Friday.
I’m the “Oh, baby, we can still be friends.”
The romantic night that
Thirty seconds later
Comes to a sad, swift, short end.
Yeah you know me.
I’m the man of your dreams that’s 20 years too old
The perfect home that just got sold
I’m the sunset you miss because you’re too damned busy finding a way to capture the moment.
I’m the road kill stuck under your car
The woman that gave you coughs at the bar
I am the suicide that goes awry and leaves you with nothing more than one less eye
And a white jacket in a padded cell
I am the if and buts
The maybes
And the Oh Shucks
I am what you don’t want
But what wants you
I am the drama and your strife
I am your dysfunctional life
Yeah
You know me
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'Dying for being different is still better than living as a Sheep'-anon
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Poetic Ramblings
