George McConnell Biography

When you leave... close the door, and don't look back, it won't open.

Don't think, don't care, don't want to know, its all too familliar anyway!
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Sparks fly as the surface of the sun seems to course across your silent white delicate frame.

I know you, as you know the words I have not spoken.
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Those little flowers in the Garden that tease the snails that crawl

across their tiny petals. Wanting more, they retract alowing for the
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What a tragedy, the people we meet are not perfect, and for some

Strange reason we get to feelin...Bad about It... take pills and Feel
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Just a little extra I heard the young girl say as she swayed to the sounds

Mardi Gras makes! The Trumpets play the Indians Way, and Petes
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