

untitled for troy.you can be leaner you can be meaner but he couldn't leave her he should have seen her she's lowing her head now she's going to bed now and she won't wake up till the morninguntitled for troy.
he could be stronger he could be wiser he could be weaker
he could be tired the touch of her fingers he feels them linger and he wont wake up till the morning.
cause when this world spins round and round we're searching for some solid ground when down is up and up is down
we're falling down, we're falling down she called trouble from the start


unfinishedShe sits indian-style on the fire escape on the fifth floor of the building, a cigarette hanging loosely from her index and middle fingers, watching a group of pre-pubescent boys pick on each other like chickens in the alley below. Her Green Vengeance-stained hair is tired and limp, pulled back and to the side and secured by one of the hair bands they sell out of a bucket in front of the register at Whitey's for fifty cents a piece. An impulse buy, Honey would say, but she doesn't care, she has a million of them in a million different colors. She loves how the plastic square beads clack together if she moves her head in just the right way. &nunfinished
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Love dont make the world go round but it sure makes the trip worth while...
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