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Wings
nothing's certain anymore,
I dont know what matters,
confusion paints my head,
my inhibitions lie in tatters
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I've found that special one
for whom I'd long yearned
to make up for those times
I'd had my fingers burned
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always terrified of women,
felt they were over-sexed,
averse to the physical side,
passion left me perplexed
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seemed safer to keep awa...
Thursday 6th May 2021 11:13 am
Prone
no ruin can come to me
my status is fully secure
parameters are normal
air-supply made secure
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warm feelings suffusing
my body and its pain
voices echo far away
fever roasts my brain
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images memories of old
before me life's flashing
re-living old times amid
a future thats crashing
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all I have is in thoughts
vegetable activity level
limbs still ...
Saturday 6th March 2021 11:28 am
Snuff
Did old Polly really drop her
Mentholated into my pram or
Was I too young to remember?
If so, why the link with Farley's rusks?
Later, one student summer
At the discount store in the market
I nicked a gross of tins and
It took three weeks to flush away the contents
Without my mother knowing and
One night I gave it a go and sneezed like a trooper yet
It did the trick f...
Tuesday 12th May 2020 11:30 am

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