How special you are

To have laughter that infects

Bottomless: it goes on and on

How magic you are

To make every day an art

To make life come undone

To make the mundane fun

To perk up everyone

And spread a mood

Like waves until the whole scene

Becomes your sea

How special you are

To capture the heart

Of a wild beast that

Saw life as being free

To make th...

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Teetering on the platter

A treat for human senses

It’s food to make you fatter

Crushing all of your defences

Its snowy dunes and hollows

Of flouncy sweet meringue

Are made for ample swallows

Of dessert sturm und drang

Ignore it at your peril

Its appeal you can’t deny

When hunger makes you feral

Reach for lemon meringue pie

Its gaudy citrus layer

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she died on the bathroom floor you know. 

a cut on her ribs. 

the rib borne from man, 

killed the girl on the bathroom floor. 

no one had kindness. no one had words of condolences. 

only four pictures and a note, 

only they proved someones love for her. 

the things that made her beautiful, 

an innocence lost, 

a bleach blonde tangle, 

and a vicious lover from a doomed...

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AN ODE TO THE NOTE LEFT ON THE FRIDGE DOOR

Not                              that it matters, but who could have foreseen the end of the world

That                             silky-sulky visceral notion dawning on the horizon

It                                  whispers in hot agitation about what

Matters                        and bothers shall not burden

But                ...

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the weather sucks today

the sun rose sultry grey

it’s supposed to be sunny tomorrow

and i love the orange sun rays

and i hate the rain’s tears

on frosted window glass

smiling shy though the clouds,

shining bright blue sky between its teeth

trapping me in a black stone prison,

its suffocating grey walls

freeing me from misconceptions

made be...

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Oh Mr. Stardust and I have a mutual love

Copolymer sheets grinded down to miniscule hexagons

Not as glamourous as crushed diamonds

But now availible in an epic array of application methods

My way to freak out in a moonage daydream

It glints and gleams with glimpses of faraway starmen

My mind does a dreamlike disco

A heady intoxication lacking propriety

Have you tasted it? I...

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Reflecting on the passing of a friend,

It’s hard to pass the sorrow of the day.

With all the thoughts that sadness will not end;

No matter how you seek to find a way.

The pulsing pain that pierces like a dart

To stab you and constrain your happiness

In mournful clouds of bitter mental strife;

You strive to strike apart

These shackles so that you can then address,

The joy...

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I'm going to give this context by starting off reading my old match and pof profile. This is genuinely real. 

It's always hard to know what to say on these things so I'm just going to fill my profile with exaggeration and nonsense.

I would describe myself as a cross between Brad Pitts character in fight club and a sensitive fireman who likes kittens. Overall I'm pretty awesome. Kind, in...

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There's many a thing could be said about a man,

who practices the guitar whilst taking a dump.

A guy who sits between two parked chairs,

playing pool drunk,

then slumping to the floor comfortably numb.

Bathroom antics are this man's speciality,

best friend and lover with the bog brush,

his bed the floor.

His cosy duvet cover is the bath mat,

and the toilet for a pil...

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