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Yellow car : Red CarDriver;
Family on Board.
“Oh go on then..”
“Just one more..”
Blame.It's my fault.
That my waistline remains at thirty-two inches;
In bare-feet I will only ever reach your chin,
That i have hard working hands and artists eyes.
The curves of an hourglass,
And the ruined joints of a former runner.
Teamed with the bespectacled face of a librarian
Struggling lungs and lover's heart-
And crazy-cat-lady potential-
Refusing to colour my hair russet
Choosing to collect more body art.
More studs, more rings, more corsets,
A mix and match of grunge and rock;
Nirvana sang 'All Apologies'
Buckcherry sang 'Sorry'
And I lament just a little,
I'm still who I was when you fell for me-
But I'm finding myself taking the blame for that.
It's my fault
That you're now so different.
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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