: About Me

My passion is ...

life.

My parents always told me ...

to always be me.

My childhood ambition ...

was to move to london and become a shrink.

My favorite memory ...

riding in my father's oldsomobile listinging and singing along with the radio.

Why I write ...

Simply because I have to

My first job ...

Lane Attendant at a bowling alley when I was 16

My best moment ...

When I got engaged

My inspiration ...

is everything.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Country music

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In some crowded hotel where the heart-broken go. There sits a de-crowned monarch. Who squats at the bar, to pass the time and to drink into a corner. He used to reign supreme in the land, but he soon became a lowly peasant. In his younger days he was full of charm and everyone knew him as King. One mighty shake of his mystic hips would send his subjects into a trance. Like a fool who rushed in he would lose control so now he drinks in shame So if you happen to search for your forgotten king he may have left the building but his soul is still checked in.

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