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ROMANCE ISN'T FOR EVERYONE
Short fictional poem.
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Bar At The Folies Bergere
From a visit to the Courtauld gallery (thanks, Alison!)
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shiny shoes
a slightly angry poem about middle-management types
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Polly Filler.
THERE ARE REPORTS IN THE MEDIA THAT SO CALLED 'HEALTH FOODS' ARE GIVING SOME CAUSE FOR CONCERN. APPARENTLY AN EXCESS OF POLYUNSATURATES CAN CAUSE HALLUCINATIONS AND STALE MUESLI HAS BEEN FOUND TO CONTAIN TRACE ELEMENTS OF LYSERGIC ACID. LET'S GO AND EXPAND OUR MINDS AND SCORE SOME GRUB.
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It's all about you
I found a letter you wrote me last night. It made me cry. Hot, fierce tears that cascaded down my face. i couldn't stop them. You are my biggest regret. The way things ended prematurely, before we'd had a chance. But then at sixteen how was i to know what love was, how was i to know i loved you truely.
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Blind By Love....
Loving someone older then yourself is not an easy task....
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Forked Tongues
You didn't go paying house calls in this part of the estate for the sake of social nicety. Normally it was to scrounge a few coins to call a dealer, to borrow, to beg or steal on someone's giro day. There was always a motive of self-interest if you scratched at the surface for long enough around Lotus Court.
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HOW HARD CAN IT BE TO STAY FAITHFUL?
He sits alone at the bar when a physically attractive woman sits uncomfortably close to him.
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Everytime, I'm sorry
Every time doors have slammed, Every time voices have risen, Every time I've wished to be somewhere else, I'm sorry,
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DRESS TO IMPRESS
Just a hopefully light-hearted idea I had!
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SPIRIT HELPER
A young woman is feeling very low-spirited.
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Does it matter?
It's always been you that I dream of at night It's always been you who I've longed to hold me tight. You were my first love, my greatest love, my only love You are my current love, my always love, my eternal love.
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I'll love you for a second
Ill love you for a second, Ill love you for a day Ill love you for eternity Though you'll never know I felt this way. And when I'm gone from this cruel world You'll know my feelings true
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A FAN REQUIREMENT
Slightly nutty 'humorous' poem.
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Sophia and the Dirty Baby
Once upon a time there lived a girl called Sophia who had been born with only one functioning ovary and a fortuitously forceful jab from Freddie's elbow amidst a flirtatious scrap during a GCSE PE class had rendered that one useless too. At the time of the accident she had dismissed it as sheer bad luck, and remained wide-eyed with indifference at the sight of her mother's inconsolable weeping. However by the time that this little tale takes place Sophia had reached the anticlimactic age of twenty-one years, and in the intermittent period had shed plenty of her own tears about it, as an immense disappointment about her disability had irrevocably set in like gangrene. From buried away deep in the vaults of her psyche, a niggling voice emerged and matured into an obtrusive growl, which frequently reminded her that even as she stepped proudly into the pleasure dome of adulthood, she would never exist as a complete woman. She would remain as a lowly eunuch lacking the opportunity to spawn a new life and nurture it into a being.
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Skwot
So we're having a joint but there's so much dust in my lungs that it's feeling real tickly on my bronchi, and he's asking me my fucking name every time I begin a bit of speech.
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The Notebook
T H E N O T E B O O K Part one They all wanted to have sex one day. It became one of their nicest pastimes. To search for the boy who would become their first. The only difference with Rosie's dreams from that of her friends was the person she had her sights on was definitely not a boy.
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EROTIC WORDS MIGHT HAVE SLIPPED IN
Light-hearted poem.
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