Tuesday, August 05, 2008

when you gonna let your long hair down
before you fly clear out of town?
when you gonna tell me its all over
before you find that four-leaf clover?
when you gonna run and disappear
before the rains come back next year?
when you gonna pack your precious things
before you see what next month brings?

lines i wrote and didn't
title or date. . .



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