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My Savy
~~I was to write a poem, to tell you how I feel. But I feel rants are more raw, expressive and real. So here's a rant, just for you. My bubby pumpkin owl, my baby boo. It may rhyme from time to time, but the message of love will remain and you'll always be mine.
Savannah Sienna Rose. Such a name is so deep that it dwells within itself to decipher what it means. A name that is travels beyond two...
Monday 24th August 2015 5:52 pm
ouroboros
We are all
Just looking
For a way out
The drinkers
Poisoning themselves
Every night
The drug takers
Shooting poppy seed sublimity
The god fearers
Hoping for an exit strategy
To pull out without bloodshed
The weekend hippies
Rolling and laughing
In mud and shit and Buddha
Desperate to dilute the banality of existing
As a doctor
Lawyer
Teacher
Ni...
Saturday 27th June 2015 10:20 am
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