The Coo

Never stomp on my big sensitive heart

It will give a nice painful old hard jart

Beware of my wrath old friend of mine

I will be no more than unkind

Give me room to breath and I will let go

Just to have my feelings go to and frow

I want peace more than I want you

This is a beginning of a big old coo!

 

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About kwicksand

Sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts. ~David Bowie
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One Response to The Coo

  1. onewithclay says:

    Stompers need not apply! Keep holding your own, my friend…

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