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Barefoot DarlingShe danced on the tips of her toes. She was once a barefoot darling.Barefoot Darling
She stepped lightly on the soft rounded stones of the beach,
Curling her toes in the sun warmed sand.
Each step like a gazelle’s –
Leg extended: long, and precise.
Foot arched: Tentative but sure.
Then her beach fell away, Washed away with time and solitude.
No sand to cover and protect the rough underside. No sand for her soft feet.
Each step like a cripple’s –
Leg close: scared and wounded Foot flat: sadly anticipating the edge.
When last she touched grou
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A penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insides
Or a fortune for your disaster
I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank
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Don't Stand in the doorway...come on in
how are things!!!
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Sing me something soft
Sad and delicate
Or loud and out of key
Sing me anything
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Don't Stand in the doorway...come on in
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Don't Stand in the doorway...come on in
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We mortals are but shadows and dust
and yeah, the pic of Sarah was for her modeling whateveritscalled. shes my roomates girlfriend. but i dated her first so, all is well.
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A Fortiori
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