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there's a couple sitting two seats in front
sitting on a train with my head bowed in a quiet mourning for the couple sitting two seats in front.
or really for me.
i mourn for me, me and my love and its cramps.
im in love, im in love and once more im in love.
not with anyone but with everyone, or anyone who'd see it through.
then each time i remember that the only thing i want to be is noticed,
someone can notice that, eve...
Tuesday 1st November 2022 10:35 pm
I couldn't think of another stanza
curled on a velvet chair
in a darkening room
is a monstorous teen.
outside the blackening,
is a fading pink sky.
the clouds within whisper to shepards,
"Delighted I Hope"
and on the highest grassy hills,
the shepards face eternity.
Friday 9th September 2022 8:08 pm
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