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Pining
I sat on the edge of the universe with grass in my hair
Holding on to your veins like a tether
A lone astronaut
Your heart was a rash balloon
I'm just a pouting girl in a parking lot
I sat on the edge of the universe with grass in my hair
Holding on to your veins like a tether
A lone astronaut
Your heart was a rash balloon
I'm just a pouting girl in a parking lot
I'm enjoying...
... all of your words.
I anticipate each sentence and am taken someplace unexpected with each line.
Thank you it means a lot!!
Thank you it means a lot!!
Let your teeth show
Do Not Pout
When you grow up your face will look like that - That' what they used to tell me when I was a kid, now - I am an old woman pouting in a parking lot. They were right! Intriguing poem - allets -