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The dunes of time have shifted
Weightless memorandum
Reshaping lands and dreamscapes
The ticking of the clocks
Willows have shot through ether
Tears like falling bombs
Limbs quickening pressed to flesh
amantes sunt amentes
Stars have sighed their final
A panacea for kings
Ebony and ivory
Now slate grey slabs forgotten
And through it all
You sto...
Tuesday 27th October 2015 10:30 pm
A Poem Making no Attempt to be Good
Now I know what they sing about.
Love songs, break ups, heart aches, make ups.
Every inch now rings true
Now my blue heart is squeezed and strained through the pain
That I might not end up with you
My body in revulsion.
I want to fall, cry, throw up or I may choke
You've broken
my heart and I've broken it too
But I love you so much and I don't know what to do...
But write bad poetry, d...
Tuesday 8th July 2014 1:22 pm
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