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Beat to my own drum - NaPoWriMo Day 5
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Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
A pla...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm
Battle of Demon's Run
emons run
and heroes fight.
Doctor Doctor,
Red Bull and happy pills...
yet still no wings to take flight.
I'm in a state of spiritual paralysis
dripping out fears in emotional dialysis.
Demons run
and heroes fight.
Take it back to the start as you tear me apart
memories piercing the fabric of my existence.
Demons run
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Saturday 15th October 2011 11:45 pm
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