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Pinned
I met a woman Who chokes me Knots my stomach Makes me believe. She listens to the Beatles Falling asleep in my arms Gives me pins and needles Leaving...
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- 27 reads
Life In Ties
I stare at the back of the wardrobe door and admire my DIY skills. Two cup hooks, twenty inches apart and joined together with taut string. Hanging...
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- 205 reads
Love & Need
His mobile phone, still on silent, vibrated twice in his hand, it was an incoming text. John slipped it under the table and opened the text from...
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- 92 reads
Payback
My pace matches my age and it takes forty-five minutes to get there. It used to take less, but youthful scoots left me long ago. These days, kids scoot past me. I hope they don't mind. I never did, but I never came across anyone with a chair strapped to their back.
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- 49 reads
She Was Just a Booty Call
You broke my heart when you stole and used my bride. She ran off with you and I'm going to take it out of your hide. I'm going to knock out your...
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- 32 reads
THE INSIDE OUTSIDER
“Are we set to go Simon?...... Whadya you mean call you Simmo? What’s that, your wrestling name? Simpering Simmo Simmonds from Sidmouth? Oh, it’s...
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Terrible Moonshine
People don't like me because I make terrible moonshine. Nobody in their right mind wants this whiskey of mine. I've received a lot of angry phone...
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- 35 reads
The right
What right do you have To be sad You've got all your limbs A mum and a dad There are people starving Breaking, crying You're in a London pub Drinking...
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- 87 reads
All that's left is me
I see myself once a week When the pints are empty My armour is stripped I can't remember the books I was supposed to have read And all that's left Is...
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- 63 reads
John Hamm
I keep having a dream Where John Hamm and I Are sharing a surf board Floating somewhere deep and salted Elbows keep us from disappearing Into the...
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- 45 reads