

birdieAll of my birds were from pet stores None from elsewhere, no single one All of them kept me in cages Not one of them let me have funbirdie
One day I walked in a graveyard like I had many times before So beautiful a song i herd I was entranced to hear more
I met the beautiful birdie I met him more often and more I kept the beautiful birdie And for him I bacame a whore
My pretty birdie cared for me My pretty birdie let me fly My pretty birdie was kind to me Only once did he make me cry
I loved my beautiful birdie And he sa


Ode to a FriendOde to a friend Where do I start? There is no words, for what\'s in my heart It doesn\'t matter, for you can see, Just what is, inside of me. If i had words, for what I feel, Could you understand, Though it\'s so surreal? If i had rythem, for the tunes I hear, Could you understand, Why I feel fear? Now, I\'m sure, More than before. I feel it from my skin, right to my core. You are my answer, To save me from the end. For you Greg, Ode to a friend.Ode to a Friend
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Life sucks, I know. I just say it in a much more eloquent way
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~CANDiE~
Your last poem was great, starts with l and ends with e. We should soo make that a song when we hav a band...... now for the drummer......
we should use swiss cheese for bait, everyone knows drummers love swiss cheese
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~CANDiE~
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go ahead and laugh Greg, you know you want to
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