Dear ,
Buddy Wakefield - “Giant Saint Everything” (3:31)
And then there were the ways You caught me
moving back into my cave where the wheels turn,
same wheels that drove You off.
Thus continues the streak of choking up to poetry.
Douglas Dollars is Six Times Alive
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Buddy Wakefield - “Hurling Crowbirds at Mockingbars (Hope is Not a Course of Action)” (transcription)
This is an apology letter to the both of us
for how long it took me to let things go.
It was not my intention to make such a
production of the emptiness between us
Here’s the once-yearly Buddy Wakefield cryfest I submit this Tumblr, and you, to.
Oh YouTube, if you think letting me earn a penny for every thousand additional viewers watch this video is some sort of “partnership” how about we be real partners where you contact your other “partners” at Warner music allow people outside of North America to view the Buck 65 video I’ve posted.
I take hard-to-get videos and post them to YouTube under my account to save them from disappearing from the internet. YouTube is still terrible, but Vimeo’s policy disallows this activity.
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