part three "Please leave your messeage after the after the out of tune tune"
I certainly had no intention of caring deeply for a guy who was autistic and would have smiled benignly at anyone who suggested I might, they obviously did not know that I could control my feelings an
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second part of "Please leave your message after the out of tune tune"
I thought when I met him, that he was different and a little weird in how he behaved, but put this down to the circumstances, where he was and how he felt.
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Please leave your message after the out of tune tune
A short tale of a man who no one knew
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Last Kiss Before Dawn
I cried when I recieved his kiss -Vulgar in my mouth. Tears ran down my face, silent as dead -Tears of my own. Sadness for loss, hole in my soul. -Missing...something.
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What They Always Say.
No use crying Over spilt milk. Drips, streams, stinks It's still there Soaking the carpet. IT'S STILL THERE. No use crying Over spilt milk? Then why, is it STILL THERE?
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Serenity, calling.
Snow falls silently. Slipping serenely Like streams of sadness Down my face, like tears. Quiet is the land, all alone. I am okay, all alone Slipping serenely Into the snow.
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For Winter days
Fainting by consent.
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I Ain't Being Racialist, Innit?
This season it’s cool to wear leggings, Especially with a long top For playsuits, the girls are all begging And scouring the floor of Top Shop; They’re telling us all to get thinner -
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Dave The Lobster Boy
Written in frustration after being told told to write a poem about an artwork of my choice in the Surrealism room of the Tate Modern. I chose the Lobster on a Telephone thing.
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An Open Letter To Russell Brand
Dear Russell Brand Oh Russell, oh Russell, let me comb your dark locks Let me iron your y-fronts and treat your sex-pox I shall sew on your jeans so they cut off your blood
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