Musings of a Teenage Sage

I, the one who doesn't run.... wait
I, the one who don't run?
Me, the one who doesn't run..??
Me, I don't run....
I don't run.

posted by Annie @ 11:18 AM 0 comments

My Broken Songs

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times
but somehowI want more

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

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Laughing with your pretty mouth
Laughing with your broken eyes
Laughing with your lover's tongue
In a lullaby

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I wanted you to know
I love the way you laugh
I want to hold you high and steal your pain

Kuz I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Kuz I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
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We were drawn from the weeds
We were brave like soldiers
Falling down under the pale moonlight
You were holding to me
Like a someone broken
And I couldn't tell you but I'm telling you now
Just let me hold you while you're falling apart
Just let me hold you so we both fall down

Fall on me
Tell me everything you want me to be
Forever with you, forever in me
Ever the same
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Highlight of today: sitting on the brick steps outside of work in the sun, eating my peach and my strawberries. :)

posted by Annie @ 9:24 AM 1 comments

I firmly believe in invisible door hinges.












(guess who said that one.)

posted by Annie @ 7:40 AM 2 comments