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This is something I have never asked anyone to do for me. I had a set of Grestch drums stollin from my van and I can not replace them. I am asking anyone who can to donate money to replace my drums. Luckily they did not get my vintage strat. If you can send anything, no matter how small to me me at 96 Holly Springs Rd, Rockmart, Ga.30153. I will be so grateful. I would sell my strat but I'd never get what's it's worth and I'd never get it back. I begging for help here and like I said I've never done anything like this. Please help! I'm begging. Thank you in advance and God bless....

If you have any questions my bphone number is 770-855-0635. Mu name in William Milam and I look forward to your help.

    Sincerely
William Lee Milam

Please help me replace my drums. I'ts my artwork and and passion.

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Here I am at 12:28 AM. Thought I'd leave a short entry and then go rattle the walls with my Strat as my Chihuahua's run for cover. But first I have a question to all the ladies of the DD. I have a girlfriend which I quess won't be a girlfriend much longer because she is so jealouse. My main attration to Deviant art is the artwork, pictures and so forth that are mainly of women in one way or another. I do love good shots of nature in many ways but I also find women of dark art very intriquing. My, um, ex-girlfriend seems to think that my enjoyment and addmiration of these kinds of art are disrespectful to her. I don't mean to sound coy or, hopefully not like an idiot but she says if we are going to have a relationship then all this has to go. I disagree of course because I am still here but WTF? I do not lust after these women but admire the make-up and clothing they wear. Hell, she used to be a friggen stripper and I don't question her in any way. I'm a guitarist who doesn't do the music sean except here at home these days. Though I am looking at buying a new set-up of drums. Love the drums.... I sold the last kit I had because of the way of life and I fucking regrett it. So me and , um, her, are going our seperate ways and I just want to hear from some of you ladies if what I'm doing is wrong or not. Simply said, I enjoy looking at beautiful and dark art with women and thats it. No lusting, well most of the time, after all I am 53. Ooooo. That hurts. but my attraction to the women is admiration for their work. Hell, I have also saved and commented on many works that include men!
     Pkay, I have to go now so I can play my Strat for a while. God how I wish I were 25 again... Peace love and light my friends....

Billy

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Where am I?

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Sometimes I just can't see where I am.
I can't feel where I belong.
Can't decide on what song I really want to listen to.
Does my love actually, truley love me?
I can feel the stars but can't quite see the lights.
Can see the sunlight but where is it's warmth.
I long to be in the arms of a beautiful woman.
I find that I miss my dad.

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A Madrigal

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A Madrigal  
  

  Crabbed Age and Youth
Cannot live together:
Youth is full of pleasance,
Age is full of care;
Youth like summer morn,
Age like winter weather;
Youth like summer brave,
Age like winter bare:
Youth is full of sports,
Age's breath is short,
Youth is nimble, Age is lame:
Youth is hot and bold,
Age is weak and cold,
Youth is wild, and Age is tame:-
Age, I do abhor thee;
Youth, I do adore thee;
O! my Love, my Love is young!
Age, I do defy thee-
O sweet shepherd, hie thee,
For methinks thou stay'st too long.


William Shakespeare

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The sun is shining and the air is cold. Nice day to go for a long walk I think. But I hate going by myself so I wonder if you'd like to go with me. I don't feel that you would so I keep my thoughts to myself as I take my coat from the rack by the door. My bones have a deep warm pain in them as I open the door and resist the urge to run away from the brazin wind. Walking out on the porch I see that she has returned, though I don't know why. She always runs away when I want to talk so I just let he stand there in the cold December wind watching as I go. It's not long before I realize she is following me now, right hand hidden in her coat pocket.

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