danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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By this time tomorrow, I’ll be taking pills for pain

By this time tomorrow, I won’t love you like today
By this time tomorrow, I’ll fear the break of day

By this time tomorrow, I’ll have pissed away my pay
By this time tomorrow, I’ll be lonely yet again

Don’t you leave me, like you did before
I know I hurt you, when I said I needed more

By this time tomorrow, you’ll aim to miss your foot
By this time tomorrow, I’ll barely even look

By this time tomorrow, you’ll do what you been told
By this time tomorrow, you’ll get back to the cold

I’m gonna leave you, like I did before
You know you hurt me, when you said you needed more

By this time tomorrow, I’ll add wrinkles to my face
By this time tomorrow, I’ll only have a taste

By this time tomorrow, I’ll be nearly falling down
By this time tomorrow, you’ll be trying to dodge the ground

Don’t you leave me, like you did before
I know I hurt you, when I said I needed more

By this time tomorrow, I’ll be taking pills for pain
By this time tomorrow, I swear I’ll be okay

By this time tomorrow, you’ll bend me ’till I fold
By this time tomorrow, I’ll say goodbye cruel world

Don’t you leave me, like you did before
I know I hurt you, when I said I needed more


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the apple and the tree

Pics, and a little lauding perhaps … maybe faint, but praise nonetheless … and this blog’s the only voice I got, so here I speak. I’ll start with some numbers … January 6, 1935 … 1935 – 2013 = 78 … 39 + 39 = 78 … 49 … 39 + 49 = 88 … 88 – 78 = 10 … yep, ten … now the pics, bunch of oldies and a single goodie …

the apple:

Jan. 5, 2013

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the tree:

1952

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1952

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September 1953, Coeur d’Alene, Idaho

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1953 (with ??)

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1954, Vancouver, B.C. (with Bill, best friend and cousin)

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November 1956, Granville Street, Vancouver, B.C.

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February 1957, at home … 16 years later, mere steps from where he stood … he’d draw his last breath.

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