Dusty Rose
They call her Dusty Rose,
but she goes by many names
And she'll cause all kinds of problems,
but she'll never take the blame
Don't you believe her stories,
Don't you believe her lies,
And if her secrets she tells you,
you're been gonna be the one who cries
They call her Dusty Rose,
but she goes by many names
And she'll cause all kinds of problems,
but she'll never take the blame
She whispers to herself,
she's talking to the walls,
She feels the world sees through her,
translucent paper doll
And she screams,
"They call me Dusty Rose
but I go by many names
I'll 'cause all kinds of problems,
but I'll never take the blame
No, I'll never take the blame."
Where was she
Where was she
Where was she...
Where was she when the final voices sang?
(I go by many names...)
Where was she when those war trumpets rang?
(She'll cause all kinds of problems, but she never takes the blame).
Where was she... (They call me Dusty Rose)
Where was she... (But I go by many names)
Where was she... (I'll cause all kinds of problems)
But I'll never take the blame...
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Could it be? Kalinka's first real song posted on here. This is definitely not a poem.
Who *is* Dusty Rose?
Kalinka Daisy Tamarack-Blue.
3 comments:
.......*dies*THAT.....WAS...FUCKING...AMAZING!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!"dusty rose"*sigh* Who *is* this dusty rose character I wonder. Hmmmmnnnn.....
Wondering,
Jesse
Dusty Rose seems like the type of person who decides who you are, and whether or not she likes you, based on first impressions and assumptions, and then if it turns out that she doesn't like the you that she created for herself, rather than blantantly telling you to leave, she would make up a spontaneous, yet believable, alias to subtly tell you that she doesn't like you.
But I might be basing this on first impressions and my own assumptions.
Maybe it's that passage from that book you showed me.
Unassuming,
Marr Vell
OMFG if I was capable of hateing some one because thier brillant and will get a better job than me I would soooo hate you. My song is takeing a nose dive right into my recicaling bin. Nothing rhyms. But You! Yours was amazing! Grrrrrr I wish I was Kalinka blue! jeese I wish I was you! *eye twitches* oh now the words rhym! Stupid words! He he I feel poetry comeing on. Ohhh side note one that isn't about bargens or bones or greed now let me say I am agreed {sorry les Miserables moment} Anyway I know who dusty rose is. Its ovouse but I wont tell not untill you see it yoour self.
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