Posted by
Metaphor Molly
| Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Jersey Devil! I heard your hooves crash in the forest.Your cry: 13th child. Let it be the devil, lands abruptly before my wheels. Your wings beat faster than I crash. Your wings beat-Whoooosh-like a campfire song.
I live a life so fascinating, I have to investigate it. I have to understand it and share that knowledge with others. Music has done so much for me that I must say thank you and pay my respects. So I write.
The world is the truest story ever heard. It finds its way into my notebooks and I flip each page tenderly till the next chapter.
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