Leaving Arizona

Did you think it forever? I never, I got tombstone tattooed on my breast always in all the days on horseback looking back I thought two six guns were best and I shot my few, feuds were for dudes and cowpokes like me out on boot hill they still sing to a banjo, I know…

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Boiled eggs

The jump start a pumping heart blood ricochets in my veins. Hold onto the reins it’s a bumpy ride on a rocky road through a tireless night with a heavy load to bear, I wear Gucci it suits me when she shoots me down. but it’s lemon and lime in the orchard there’s time still…

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Pinpricks in eggshells

Morning reminds me once again that the night has gone and when the tea brews in the pot I might and really should be thankful for what I’ve had and got, what is done no longer I am undone and stronger, the kettle whistles unaware it’s out of tune yet willing to share the melody…

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