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That the earth would swallow me up,
And spit me out the other side,
Because I want to go home.
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Inside of my head,
My Mind,
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I would dethrone the sun and anoint the moon,
The stars, her jewels, a world
Swathed in her radiant gleam.
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I can see him slouched on the couch,
Mouth around a bottle of Czech beer,
Some terrilbe Stalin doco on the box.
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I am now shorn in shame,
Ruined.
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Hallucination starts,
See ice eyes.
Bastard,
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Stuck in the rat-race of Metropolis,
His love said she was leaving for Sunset Boulevard
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Pin-cushion people, comfortable
At night in their own skin,
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I'd seen him in the quiet room,
Surrounding dark and grimy gloom,
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Dear one, please don't let the infection,
Become Terminal
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We are the vampires of love.
If you take ours, we will take yours.
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Just go steady little one,
Make sure to keep your breath,
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Once again I descend,
Upon the grimy,
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Made up.
Its an easy thing to do,
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I am sat on a wooden chair. / No splinters / In winter / I freeze my ass to the seat. / I don't move an inch / I keep my eyes shut, / And hope for the best / And still, / Nothing will change, / I can hope,
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Taste the clouds and close your eyes, / Slide away on tainted lies, / The spider's web you keenly spun, / The tidy bet you thought you won.
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Chill it. / Just stay calm, / It's just another chance at life, / It won't mean any harm. / So why am I so frightened? / To allow life to take hold, / To have a hand to guide me, / To not feel oh, so cold. /
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Sat side long in the car / Arms folded over the seat belt, / Take a walk on the wild side! / It's as close as I get / To feeling a little adrenaline, / Once in a while. / / Watching as the biscuit moon, / Sta
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Black patent shoes, / And white ironed shirts, / Grey creased trousers, / And thigh skimming skirts. / Corner shop biros / And pull apart pens, / Doodle little love hearts, / Mazes of dead ends. / / Sketch
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Fat smiles, / Juicy little wine gums. / Laughing. / I didn't hear the joke, / Not that it matters. / I don't matter. / I'm so tired of everything. / So ready to just fall to the tarmac. / But there's always a
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Oh dear, / The princess peels her face from the pillow, / And gazes into the mirror, / Who's that looking back? / Not the sultry siren of the night before, / But a hopeless hooker at the end of a shift. / Stumbles
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You know that feeling, / That anticipatory feeling in your gut, / When you're waiting for something to happen. / Doesn't it just take the biscuit / When the thing you're waiting for / Will never come round. / But
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Once in every while, / When the rain begins to fall / And the mighty people, surround, ignore, / Every element of your body, / All consume
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I'm so tired. Worn to the marrow.
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Stupid words, Explanations and excuses,
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You have to follow your heart, nothing is more accurate.
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Every second cherished Like a flower in full bloom,
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Remarkable, Every day is yet another challenge.
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I'm tired of this. Tired off putting out
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Grating iron, A screeching elbow in the ribs
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I really have no idea what this is, jus what am thinking.
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Dark and damp and damning, A spindle heart left hanging,
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