| some of my unfinished Poetry / Songs | 
| ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////Feel so Old....This is a blues song, so ya gotta sing it kinda slowI walked so many miles...In these shoes...Traveled too far...For me to loose..... Posted by  on Wed, 18 Jan 2006 23:51:00 GMT
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| Dreams | 
| Dreams are one of a kind, although we often remember a reacurring dream that may pass with us through out our lives. I once read that dreams are affected by whats in your stomach at the time, although... Posted by  on Sun, 13 Feb 2005 19:01:00 GMT
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| ADD ONE LINE OF TYPE TO THIS & WE'LL SEE WHAT KIND OF STORY WE CAN CREATE | 
| "Its too late, They are soulless Atanamatanamatons."  said a cool tempered Rusty Shackleford, with his cigarette dangling from his lower lip. Posted by  on Tue, 18 Jan 2005 16:59:00 GMT
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