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The grass is greener while its raining
And when it leaves, we start to dry;
The mud to cracked, infertile slabs,
While tufts of grass poke elsewhere.
And the rain will return next year
Until you are a field.
- by Hollister Holocaust |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/11/2009 |
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- Title: Until You Are a Field
- Artist: Hollister Holocaust
- Description: At first glance, it really sucks, but really think about it, its true.
- Date: 02/11/2009
- Tags: until field
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Comments (2 Comments)
- 30othello30 - 02/15/2009
- dude i disagree with AMCAEM or w/e lol i like it and it true
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- AMJACAEM - 02/14/2009
- i disagree with your statement. it doesn't suck and I didn't even read it more than once. but you are right, it is true. Don't you ever stop writing, it's who you are. even a little bit.
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