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Where You Begin
The first time
Is a pin prick
To unstitch
Your skin
To feel yourself
Begin
You search your being
You are it:
Coursing through yourself
The second time
You search inside
A stranger
Behind the corner shop
You find where he begins
Adrenaline!
But come back,
Stinking of rot
Void of thought
To feel what?
What are you searching for?
To begin ag...
Sunday 22nd November 2020 10:30 am
NO CHANCE
NO MORE CHANCES TO WIN
GAME IS OVER, MY DEAR
THE CHANCE IS ONLY ONE
YOU MISSED IT LAST YEAR
NO MORE TIME TO PLAY
SAME GAME FROM THE BEGINNING
I DON'T WANT TO STAY
TO WATCH YOU, MY DARLING
NO NEED TO WAIT FOR THE END
NO MORE CHANGES TO COME
GOOD BYE.. SEE YOU MY FRIEND
NO DANCE WHERE NO "DRUMS"
Thursday 4th April 2019 8:02 pm
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