Thought

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~ CONCRETE GRAVEYARD ~

~ CONCRETE GRAVEYARD ~

It is written already, deep within the depths
Of monuments and concrete blocks
Upon which...

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Rationed Freedom

Now and When

Rationed Freedom

Locked down, shut in
The Fear surrounds
Freedom rationed
But nature’s sounds
...

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Explicit! Explicit!

Explicit! Explicit!

Have you mimed in the mirror when you were young,
Admiring yourself singing favourite songs?
...

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‘Just a drop in the ocean’

‘Just a drop in the ocean’

I appologise for sounding so blue
as I sit with my thoughts and I write for you
I don’t want...

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The Bell Toll Ends

Fate's Delusion

The Bell Toll Ends

The bell toll ending,
A future impending,
In Judgement's distorted conclusion,
...

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The Church on the Hill

A walk through the graveyard

The Church on the Hill

The church on the hill,
lies guardian to the still,
Eternity sleeps, a relative weep,
...

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Tiredness

Tiredness

Tiredness is somebody I have learned to hold hands with.
We crave each other’s company.
We...

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Powered out

Powered out

My mind is like a cage
Filled with thoughts
Overthinking
Every thought
In my...

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Prints * edit

Prints * edit

Fingerprints exist on window panes and sash, keypads, computers, cutlery and cash, light switches and...

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Notes X

tv news

Notes X

Why do we accept at base
What is shown to us in lies
Is it because whilst on the screen...

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It didn't feel like we...

It didn't feel like we were making memories.

The summer sun cast
long shadows
On the white sand.
A coolng breeze lifts sand from...

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Mind Games

Mind Games

Like a ferris wheel,going round and round
Like a whispering voice,hardly makes a sound
Like...

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OCD oh OCD

OCD oh OCD
Why must you keep
Tormenting me?
Thoughts and worries
Invade my mind...

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I Can't escape you

Inescapable Feelings

Your arms wrapped around me, making me want more
Every fibre of my being soaring with intense...

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WHY DOES IT ALWAYS RAIN ON...

Monday Tuesday Wednesday have all now passed
Friday means the weekend will come at last
...