Again you enter the doors.
Smiling and coming right towards the front desk.
You don't just greet your friend, but me.
This is an intriguing start to a friendship.
Quite unexpected, to say the least.
We talk of country music some and life it's self.
I feel that this is just the start of something exciting.
A new friend, and someone who seems nice enough.
Then you say see you later and that's what I look forward to.
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Him. . .
PoezieThe story of him. . . The one I let in. A collections of feelings of pain,anger, and sadness. A series of thoughts, caution these are not for the faint of heart. I share with you the experience because I have to get it out. I can't keep holding it i...
