There was once a man named Dirt, who blamed all that he did on another. He blamed all his crimes on all different guys, especially Breck and his brother.
He blamed Breck's mom and his dad and his girl, for all of the things that he'd done. He thought that he'd drop the blame on their laps, and he'd be the blameless one.
He blamed every race, every creed every one for the putrescent acts he committed. But one single girl knew that he lied About all those people and a certain little KID.
Nothing he said could change her mind, Though he tried and he lied lied lied lied. So he dug up a hole and he got inside, and he did us all a favor and died.
From dust to dust, and dirt to dirt! Seems there is a very sad story here. thanks
gypsyheartSouth coast of KwaZulu Natal, KwaZulu-Natal South AfricaOct 20, 2009
Very well written Witchaywoman...makes me think of the words...if you dig a grave for someone else-make sure you dig two...coz you gonna need one for yourself.Good read-thank you for sharing
Thegr8pr10drPhoenix, Arizona USAMay 26, 2010
Kickass - find a musician and turn it into a song like John Barleycorn Must Die by Traffic
NeverEndingStoryChesterfield, Derbyshire, England UKMay 26, 2010
Very emotional and straight to the point, nice one
SCatlynBrecon, South Glamorgan, Wales UKJan 28, 2011
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Seems there is a very sad story here.
thanks