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Dead Man Walking

Dead Man Walking

 

Why does this song break my heart? Because he said it’s my life and I’ll die when I want to. But I’ll miss you. Hey Joe, why do you have that gun in your hand? To shoot my other, ol’ lady the term of the times, caught her sleeping with another man.

 

These days, dark enlightenment or was it those. What about the other man?

 

I bought you gifts. Now you’ll pay me. I’ll divorce you see you on the weekend and everyone else between. Kiss the kids. Be free but is it freedom; were we?

 

It’s my life and I’ll die when I want to not according to you.

 

Hey Joe!

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I’m a self-published author of two books, a blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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