so, what happened next will have to go down in my book of Bad Decisions, planted firmly in the chapter entitled, I have no idea what I was thinking
- Paul Feig
In my darkest night, when the moon was covered and I roamed through wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice directed me:
"Live in the layers,not on the litter."
Though I lack the art to decipher it.
no doubt the next chapter in my book of transformations is already written.
I am not done with my changes
- Stanley Kunitz
You know I used to be the back porch poet with my book of lines, always hoping knowing all the time, I'm probably never gonna find the perfect rhyme...For heavier things
- John Mayer
- Paul Feig
In my darkest night, when the moon was covered and I roamed through wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice directed me:
"Live in the layers,not on the litter."
Though I lack the art to decipher it.
no doubt the next chapter in my book of transformations is already written.
I am not done with my changes
- Stanley Kunitz
You know I used to be the back porch poet with my book of lines, always hoping knowing all the time, I'm probably never gonna find the perfect rhyme...For heavier things
- John Mayer
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