Sunday, July 5, 2009

Still

When we were little kids
Angela used to come down from Philly and visit us
For summer

Grandmommy had this big ole mirror in the living room
I would stand in front of it and comb my hair
Comb my hair
Style it again

Angela said I thought I was cute
'Cause I combed my hair so much

What I didn't say
What I didn't have to vocabulary to say

Was I didn't comb my hair so much
Because I thought I was cute
I was always
Fixing me
Always fixing me

always

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