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Life is...Begetting a feeling, fresh and clear, Eager to build a bridge, and cross it with a smile Adorning my face – looking forward, Upward, this new direction I will pursue - Tidying everything, refreshed and re-spirited. I've found my footing, and I've untangled this Full mess of wires inside my skull, and just left it Untidy in the way I like it to be, because Life can be a bitch, but dogs get put down.Life is...
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Hello, MeHello, it's me, And we haven't seen each other for a while: I think we've never met, But I've been here all along.Hello, Me
See, I'm sorry I didn't reveal myself sooner, But I was too busy maintaining the foetal position, In the womb at the back of your head. A sinewy finger poking me down, It was hard to uncurl and tell it to stop. And then came a voice, it shouted, And I quivered, and could not bring myself To grow a tongue to use as a whip Or to develop teeth that could get in deep.
Oh, and then you screamed, Broke your water, if you like, And I
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JudasLife is not a tranquil river, but we already knew that: A river is a fucking river – that's how. You looked me up and down, a small child I knew no one and you spoke. A decade on and I share these experiences, A frequent event – we love the nostalgia, to dwell, to hold on To those precious little things we knew Were too good to be true.Judas
I am not weak or small, But you turned me into putty and had me wrapped Up in your palm – then you clenched me out of shape. This is not petty, and I have a right mind To turn your skull into play-dough, And mak
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BurnIn a dark room lay Polaroid's of smiles and kisses, A soft brush to the cheek and fumbling in the woods. The sight is magical. With these two names carved all over, The petrol stings my wounds and I scowl, A decade of memories consumed in red smog. My lungs solidify, and the beating organ ceases – Turns to the whir of an engine, And all these faces, copied pasted, meshed and glued, And me out the picture, You can consummate this in a billow of ashes: I am the fire.Burn
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69tea - putting words in a certain order to create a certain effect or say something. They say it's called poetry, but they talk a lot.
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