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My Story: The Short Story of a Long Hair Like most people, I've had all kinds of hair styles. I've had the short hair, parted and feathered, preppy thang going on. I've had the spiked with Dippity-do dealie happening. Hell, I've even had the infamous "hockey hair" AKA mullet. But all that changed for me after I moved from the boonies to the urban jungle to go to college. After a semester in junior college of riding a rodeo queen ended, I spent much of the next semester getting my freak on with a sexy little geek and my grades showed it. I spent the majority of the following summer in the county jail and rehab for alcohol abuse. Getting a haircut wasn't easy in either institution, so I opted not to go through the trouble. I laid out of school the next two semesters and concentrated on earning enough money to get the hell out of Dodge! I tromped cotton, built fence and operated near
Forgive Me for What I must DoPlease, find it in your heart to forgive me for what I must do.Don't let it cloud your mind with doubts of my love for you.Some may have attempted to convince you otherwise, from the start.But you cannot deny I gave all of me, the whole of my heart.When you needed space, I obliged; like the daylight at dusk I'd disappear.Then when you had satisfied what had called you away, your voice I'd hear.I did not ever crowd your space but left you free to be who you are.I held you tight when you're in my arms and loved you no less when you're afar.You once said it wasn't your foolin'round but the miles between that would be our end.Though taken aback, I said nothing then and neither of those will I now contend.Rather I'll cry myself a puddle and keep loving you more than you'll ever know.For your happiness sake, a favor I'll do and like shadows at sunset, off I go.
Sleep WellSpits in red dirt.Molds doll.