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BLUR

Give me a broken mirror.

Hide the blemishes and blotches

That impairs and disfigures.

 

Give me renewed youth.

Re-circuit my memory

Rewrite the truth.

 

Give me made up days.

Turn action to fiction

Blow my mind away.

 

Give me turning tides.

Give me caves and crevices

In which I can hide.

 

Give me light, give me dark

Give me dressings to hide

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The Black Big Top

The start is the end of a long sleepless night,

A new day's light is the bell, next round of the fight

"Today's going to be different", echoes a heavy pillowed head,

You've heard this lie before from the soapbox of your bed,

 

You know who you are, you've lived through each day,

The context of those comments?? "What did they say?!",

That really doesn't sound like the 'me' that...

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So Unpredictable

25/10/11

So unpredictable.

So sharp and so cunning

Is the pain that run through me,

Hideous yet so stunning.

 

I want to keep it here, 

I want to feel it's cold aching

Blood spilling from me

My heart is still breaking

 

What if I want it to stop?

Please, leave me alone!

It'll be there. Waiting.

For me to decay down to bones. 

 

Maybe that's what I wa...

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Tea Party

Dark dank down hole, Alice whole?
Cup of tea floating by on a tray, it was gray.
It was cold, it was cracked, chipped, mouldy and old
Is it me? Can you see?

A rabbit was here once you know
why was he in such a hurry to go?

Falling fast falling past did I become present?
There's No bows, there's no tags, just plain damp dark rags
Shrew mouse tumbling tears she's undone
unraveling a...

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