Cherry

The night before the wedding.

The night before Vincent's Wedding

Spending Time

So, what do we expect?

The Glass Tit

Written in Bristol.........
Cherry

Watching Emily Play...(I.P.)

as she danced amongst the bluebells...

The Sin

Life, like silver, gets tarnished.

Combing through the knots

Such a severe mixture of love and disgust So much anger and so little trust Tired of patching the image of you I'm out of cloth pieces, the memories, through
Cherry

In the paper bag

I'm trapped inside this paper bag It's not a problem, just a snag I'm trying to remember how I got in here, to get out, now. It's dark and crinkly in this place

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