eyes of green

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  • Jealousy

    eyes of green

    my life goes round
    yea, it spins and it twirls..
    mines in a whirl, i'm mindin' a girl
    a real live pearl i find in a curl with her mind on the world

    little baby bird chirps,
    i serve it up gurged in reverse with desert in reserves
    alert and rehersed
    she gives me an urge
    something of a surge though she only heard the bird
    sure

    she must think i'm a jerk.
    the mock i'm sendin', spin her and hauck venom
    'til adrenaline shocks in 'em

    no, i can't be brash
    i shan't..think fast
    why am i comin' in last but alas..
    i laugh at last and brass that


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    warsaw commented on eyes of green

    09-02-2009

    Love it sir! ! passionate like a message within a message thank you for sharing sincerely WARSW

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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