Phillip B. Frank  

1983 -   
work in the fine arts and with the animals...that college degree didn't seem to get me anywhere just yet, nope. Just to the ice hockey ... Read more
just  
say  
night  
knew  
inside  
thought  
life  
clock  
away  
leave  
like  
mouse  
paints  
time  
best  
played  
came  
ago  
called  
hickory  
dickory  
memory  
year  
held  
rhyme  
cause  
dock  
old  
sit  
stress  
cold  
game  
years  
figure  
black  
today  
writing  
guess  
drugs  
secret  
awhile  
wanted  
friend  
eats  
 
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