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Learning From Our Lass

I've been trying since I got released
I want to start anew
but it's impossible to get a job
when I can't secure an interview
they're gossiping down the bookies
and in the local boozer
they're saying I'm no kind of man
that I'm only out to use her
they're saying that I'm work-shy
'cause I stay at home all day
while she's out working two jobs
struggling by on minimum pay
I admit I've got...

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Face Life the Real Way (Poem)

He came into this life,

 

With atrocities of every kind,

 

As all he wanted was a life

 

Free of trouble 

 

And heartache.

 

As he was looking for freedom, 

 

And inner peace,

 

He was bound by beatings, 

 

inferiority 

 

And abuse. 

 

He then reverted to alcohol, 

 

All day and all night,

 

As he was looking for stillness,

...

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Big Yellow Taxis

Big Yellow Taxi

 

leather smells

soft skin

water repellant

I sink in

 

off we go

the television

leads the way

it’s OK

 

I am safe

wrapped

in my big

yellow couch.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

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Needy for Love (Poem)

Stacey was a kind hearted soul,

 

Wanting to make her mark in the world.

 

Happy and seemingly carefree,

 

Perky and everyone adored her.

 

Though she was upbeat at first, 

 

She craved attention 

 

And affection,

 

So much that it became her only obsession. 

 

Her dad was a drunk,

 

Would get home from work, 

 

Drink all night long.

 

...

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I’m Not Your Zebra

I’m not your zebra.

I don’t want you to chase me

to show your devotion.

I’m not your lioness.

You don’t need to pursue me

across the plains

to demonstrate your loyalty.

You don’t need to dominate me

to prove your masculinity.

I don’t need you to need me.

I’m not your source,

I’m not your mother, 

I’m not your bitch.

You don’t need to chip, chip

chip away, ...

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Genesis- Ch1 (TW and CW: rape, partying, self harm)

Last Night

 

…(gemma)...Gemma…

    “Gemma!”  She snapped into consciousness, only partly.  Her head was pounding and her fingers felt swollen.

    “What time is it?” she murmured.  Her eyelids remained heavy still, but they opened wide enough to notice the thin rays of light streaming through the dorm room’s blinds.  Gemma shifted her body to face Alex.  He looked almost as groggy as s...

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Standing

Where do I stand in your life

is it beside you 

or is it out of sight

if I walk away

will you be the one 

to come get me that day 

I might be leaving and won’t come back 

so don’t realize you want me 

when my heart has already turned black 

I wish it was easy to say 

but am I where I stand 

like the other day? 

 

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Escaping the darkness

She has dark days and dark nights, and bright days and starry skies. He was diluting the darkness into brightness. But then he became annoyed at her darkness and started to see it all the time even when it wasn’t there. He would poke and prod for it, he was finding boxes of darkness that didn’t exist until he started creating them and suddenly she had more to carry than she realised. He was shouti...

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Driving Through Cromwell Hill Road

A house is built from bricks and glued
Together to create shelter renewed
A skeleton protecting organs hidden inside, 
Waiting for a family to live and reside
Seasons pass and storms blow by
Damage accrues despite how hard it tries
To keep flawless and perfect, societies dream
From beauty to beast, becomes unseen
"I am ugly, marred, broken- why bother trying?"
My purpose is futile, my fut...

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Dead Wood

Dead wood, no good.

Get rid of the dead 

wood that won’t burn 

like wet yew branches.

People are dead wood,

like soul callouses.

They cling to you,

bring only judgement.

Spouting forth sin,

or their own piss;

its all the same

when you don’t drink it.

They call you wrong,

say you are useless, 

no use for burning.

I smack the dead wood

out of my life,

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