tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post4908966652669450531..comments2023-09-05T06:19:16.586-06:00Comments on It was Late, and I was Tired.: Eyes that Tire.Juice Boxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09837338430052033735noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post-17942528514616438762011-04-27T20:42:17.721-06:002011-04-27T20:42:17.721-06:00yes! just keep writing.yes! just keep writing.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post-15577545699223007302011-04-26T20:48:37.635-06:002011-04-26T20:48:37.635-06:00Good job! I feel like that all the time.Good job! I feel like that all the time.Human Paradoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298152454302764517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post-9771508423288197192011-04-26T06:47:15.388-06:002011-04-26T06:47:15.388-06:00Well composed JB.Well composed JB.Brother Olliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07506492407482879487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9213897889308632008.post-52743716345413587882011-04-26T06:00:13.767-06:002011-04-26T06:00:13.767-06:00Yes
a tired poem.
i feel the weight of it.
~robe...Yes <br />a tired poem.<br />i feel the weight of it.<br /><br />~robertall ways 11 o'clockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08768261761650923716noreply@blogger.com