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Petrol Green Eyes

Furtively, you smile
as I dive
into your petrol green eyes
we’ve run out of words tonight

My unspeaking lips
form the shape of a silent promise
to burn
my house to the ground

For there is only 
you and me now…

And I hear the screams 
of my old way of life
And the swirl of ashes 
of somebody’s broken heart 

And a twinge of shame 
so swiftly erased 
in the rising dance 
of f...

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chucking your life in the bin

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