Sing a lullaby beside the water…
Her self-deprecation had compounded into an Other inside of her head…
No one wants to accept that the person that they are would not put up with the person that they are.
A person only survives the danger they create for themselves by knowing what they are capable of.
If it isn’t clear by now the stories and poems that make up Jam Session are far from traditionally structured – they benefit from additional context.
You reached for the secret too soon, You cried for the moon, Tell me who are you Because I really want to know. Mr Brownstone He’s been knockin’ He won’t leave me alone, No, no, no, I used to cry But now I hold my head up high And you see me Somebody new – Forget about him; We’ll have ourselves a ball. Emotional feedback on a timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price, Almost free, It’s so dreamy Oh fantasy free me – Hell with it baby… Read more Jam Session: Interlude →
Joe spent every moment of his missing something but never figured out what.
You are right to think this most uncommon; if others knew I’d be bled for every drop of ink I have.