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Maybe light was once kind
To the baby moth.
Perhaps, it never fully learned
How it had changed
Into the enemy.
Is this why it must return again?
Flap its fragile wings,
Once more, against the pain,
Saying,
Even until the very last time,
“Be as you were”
Saturday 5th December 2020 12:56 pm
Jimmy Is A Ghost
Jimmy Is A Ghost
Jimmy is a ghost
Of the man he used to be
He sits in the rain
Drinking second hand tea
And he hopes that his kids
Will never have to see
His hands outstretched
In an ignored plea
Yeah Jimmy is a ghost
Jimmy is a ghost
Off of Oxford Street
He has nothing left to barter
He has nothing left to eat
Just threadbare dreams
And train...
Friday 26th April 2019 3:26 pm
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