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gold is in the core of the mountain hurry hurry gold is in the gorge of the valley hurry hurry gold is in the spores of the meadow hurry hurry gold is in the roar of the sea hurry hurry

Heart Felt

My heart felt a stabbing pain My heart met you My heart took a drubbing My heart felt blue My heart got lost My heart felt fear My heart was tossed My heart felt near My heart was black

life stillness

So many vowels, consonants, and words strung together to express thoughts that only emotion bespeaks... Stillness, faces caught in a ghostly moment;

Best of Them

the boy who mouthed over your perculiar judges knows better than them of your faults and takes out his iron to flatten your creases to smooth your flaws the mismatched friendship
Gold cherry

iMorning

Morning was broken. You could tell it had broken as there was a loud clunky sound, immediately followed by the noise, very reminiscent, of a tightly wound spring twanging to freedom.

Response Area

Our narrators head is a chat room filled with car crash collisions of urban guerillas and cheap science fiction, while in the 'real' world time slides down the wall like cosmic condensation.

TRAGIC NOSTALGIC

HOMEWORK EXCUSES I was silly and sixteen I committed a heinous crime Oh, lord oh lord - My homework was never on time And once miss said: "Boy is there sense in that silly head?"

THE ROMANCE OF CRIME

THE ROMANCE OF CRIME Halfway down the row With crime on my mind I sneak past the guard His eyes - On some young mans behind And I wonder - Were rules made to be broken?

THE CALL CENTRE BLUES

DON'T BLAME BEEZLEBUB Our eyes locked on screens as we stiffen our spleens and our spines are as bent as our knees

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??

Make your mind up time!!