1992

I was one- there you were looking for logic and laughs. Love lost lists. Last sting of lusty lady. Afraid naked grinding red/none live love. Ahhhh too late. Pizza wont fix or rectify. A judge’s sexual anxiety key downed into silence and lost love finds its place “”won’t you close your eyes””.

Guitar plays. And we all flummox. Ankles to heart. Good gracious! 

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