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Dichotomy of One I like them hot but I dabble in the cold the thoughts of a child but eyes that are old love my music loud but soft whispers of love the beast of an Eagle the beauty of the Dove things that are simple but ideas of Gordian the rock of a guitar the polka of an accordion a fancy Italian suit and old faded jeans thick juicy prime rib and ham and beans keeping low minding my own world dangerous stunts to straighten hair curled mindless sitcoms not needing a look immersing myself in an intricate book tall gorgeous blonds with really long legs petite redheads with a set of lips that begs a shiny new Gibson a beat up Alvarez a fancy top hat and a soft satin fez I am so simple that I am complicated I understand nothing and everything related one more day with you is my thought for real I never tire of telling you how you make me feel Gomer LePoet ....
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May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 11:06 PM UTC
Dichotomy of One
Dichotomy of One I like them hot but I dabble in the cold the thoughts of a child but eyes that are old love my music loud but soft whispers of love the beast of an Eagle the beauty of the Dove things that are simple but ideas of Gordian the rock of a guitar the polka of an accordion a fancy Italian suit and old faded jeans thick juicy prime rib and ham and beans keeping low minding my own world dangerous stunts to straighten hair curled mindless sitcoms not needing a look immersing myself in an intricate book tall gorgeous blonds with really long legs petite redheads with a set of lips that begs a shiny new Gibson a beat up Alvarez a fancy top hat and a soft satin fez I am so simple that I am complicated I understand nothing and everything related one more day with you is my thought for real I never tire of telling you how you make me feel Gomer LePoet ....
I'm here I'm there, I'm here and there.
david-nelson
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May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 11:06 PM UTC
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