Jenny Don't Say a word.

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  • StillHere
    StillHere Posts: 7,795
    pandora wrote:
    Yep! I bet he's great around a campfire 8-) :D

    I know! I hope we can all get together someday and do something like that :)
    peace,
    jo

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  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    electricxlovex wrote:
    great thread
    beautiful words Godfather
    I'm the wolf outside your window
    and the howlling is just for you
    and the crimson rain is my love dripping down the glass
    as the thunder cracks for you.

    love that

    and Jo, yours too were amazing.
    wow thanks !

    Godfather.
  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    pandora wrote:
    Yep! I bet he's great around a campfire 8-) :D

    ha ha camping to me is a motel 6 with 3 channels to watch after a nice warm shower. :lol:
    I haven't camped in 9-10 years but it sure sounds good,maybe Gimmisometruth will bring his axe.

    Godfather.
  • StillHere
    StillHere Posts: 7,795
    nice axe!
    peace,
    jo

    http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
    "How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
    "Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~
  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    In between the night and the day
    lonely love dances like a broadway play
    and the villan is a hero to the lady in red
    who breaths with violant moans and bloodshot eye's
    waiting for the crimson rain to unvail her disguise.

    Far off in the distense the bell's of Abby toll
    calling sweet whisper to the lost and lonely souls
    who fell to the beauty of vision's lost in the crimson rain
    and offerd dreams to be seen thru the eye's of my Broadway Queen.

    Here I come again with a hunger and the full moon in my eye's
    standing outside your door I can see thru your disguise.

    Jenny don't say a word.

    Godfather.

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