She & Him - You Really Got A Hold On Me
26.9.09
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22.9.09
Works from the Little Green Moleskine
Written during a night out at PS14.
No words can be used
hand signals, and stomps
Can this be what the elders spoke of
Love gone most a rye
Fooled thought of forever
Eyes blaring through a cloud of smoke
Devil's drink arrogates the worlds senses
The end of all that commences
Stomp and flail
You're still gone
My heart...still frail
-jairo
No words can be used
hand signals, and stomps
Can this be what the elders spoke of
Love gone most a rye
Fooled thought of forever
Eyes blaring through a cloud of smoke
Devil's drink arrogates the worlds senses
The end of all that commences
Stomp and flail
You're still gone
My heart...still frail
-jairo
21.9.09
20.9.09
Thought of the Morning
...it's like showing up to work early, you wonder what the hell you are doing here! 8P
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