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Sorry

If I sit and wash my tears. To train my thoughts throughout the years. I do not know why I should weep. Throughout the years I've earned my keep. I...
Cherry

Valentine?

Your arms are like soft woollen blankets Shielding my soul from the chill of each day Your smile frees the cloud from the greyest of skies Your aide...
Cherry

Pink

Being collectives overrated Solo has its favoured side No one to pilfer morning socks Oppose, collaborate, deride Your bathrooms as you leave it Your...

Ambiguous

full of double meanings!

The Book Game

Publish and be damned
Cherry

The Little Things

To us she had always been a strong woman...

Ok, ok

Ok, ok, I'll have to step back for a minute, Because you fill up all my wasted time, And I'd rather waste it on something else, Sometimes, Your voice...

Your Day

My valentines poem that keeps me happy albeit a rather protected version of my reality.

So where we go is how we stay

erm, yea... probly the happyest i get.

The innocence is blinding.

Not my best but its going up anyway. Great word 'Astounding' how i managed to put it into anything i have no idea

Satan won, And christ is burning.

its atheist but it means something to me. any Theists who take any form of offence i apologise. it doesnt meant whats on top. What if though (and this may be controversial) we have already met that stage? what if this is Satan taking over earth, truly. Where has your god Got to and when shall he come back?

Sadly Jesus.

it is one of my few religious ones. a few of my friends are devout christians and my muse got Bored with normal stuff. i dare say that it only really has the religious connotations because She spotted it, i haddnt noticed and made a few typos that changed the words to what you see here. P.s. its 'sadly jesus' because it is the sad tale of Jesus in a very atheist opinion, not because Jesus was sad, or upset. P.p.s i hate the last line.

V - The Good Woman

Lifting the curtain....

The House

It's where my mother and father are. It's where my father works cutting thread chalking cloth. making shapes out of the shapeless. It's where my...

Blue Peter

Poem
Cherry

Nine

Another autobiographical trawl

instant explanation

just a thougt
Cherry

The Eighties

Infancy was perilous Like in the playground Somebody tied razor blades To the hand-rail of the slide. Dad blamed glue-sniffers, his

Fat Kelly's Teeth

have bitten chunks off of me

Don't Flake Out on Me

at the weekend the phonecalls are cheaper

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