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Why Do You Not See Me Burning?

Hoarsely screaming down the barrelled street
night digests the wails I birth
this urgent drive pumps wildly
from crotch through chest to cranium
tears me clean in half
in flames for your name tattooed upon my lungs

Why do you not see me here
burning like this
why do you choose not to see me
burning for you like this

Barely able to draw breath between
the overwhelming thud of my hear...

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Sex and Cigarettes

The smell of sex and stale cigarettes, Two bodies connected in life and death, Chapped lips meet between the sheets, Lust in our bones, the Reaper in the air. How rare an oxymoron, neither with clothes on, We follow recreation with deadly inhalation, Skin touching skin, lips wrapped around uncertainty, Two separate entities leaned inwards somehow gently, Feeling so alive, ...

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Ever since I met him

 

I dreamt of a place to wander

A far off isle in the south

Days & nights naively ponder

Ever since I met him...

 

Soul drenched in reveries

Though sands were never mine

He walked some other hands

Ever since I met him…

 

I should have known his love

It was of time being kind

Gulping venom of a dove

Ever since I met him...

 

Neither did anyone glean

...

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Learning to live, without loving you

You confessed your love for me so soon
Brought light into my dark seedy life 
You had my heart, as the stars have the moon 
But you've ripped it apart like paper to a knife 

I cannot continue this path much longer 
For my efforts are always dismissed 
I'm weakening where you are stronger 
I've been at my knees since we kissed 

I beg of you to loosen your grip 
Let me go and tend to my...

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Learning to live, without loving you

You confessed your love for me so soon
Brought light into my dark seedy life 
You had my heart, as the stars have the moon 
But you've ripped it apart like paper to a knife 

I cannot continue this path much longer 
For my efforts are always dismissed 
I'm weakening where you are stronger 
I've been at my knees since we kissed 

I beg of you to loosen your grip 
Let me go and tend to my...

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LoveromanticismIf? hopeless feelings down depression

Let me Bleed

SONG
Blue sea below stormy skies
No one sees bleeding eyes,
Or the pain and the heartache
That keeps me awake My dreams, all are shattered
My head truely battered 
This pain that I feel.....
Is surely unreal. Surely unreal. Pierced my armour 
Down goes my shield
Broken defences
Just let me bleed
Just let me bleed One day you'll regret
The things that you've left.....
Wake...

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Kerosene

I drenched myself in kerosene. You struck the match against my heart and watched me go up in flames.

K.W.

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The Lady Black

The spider in her web, 
Waiting the night, 
Expecting love to come,
And slake her thirst.

She lies wrapped in
Chambers of silk,
And she lays her hand 
Upon the windowsill,
Looking for her lover.

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LOVE TAUGHT HIM

A country vocal recording by the excellent Marcie Summers from Bristol is on the Hotdisc April issue.  Watch out, Dolly Parton!

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1.   My sweetheart...so sure he knew everything

      Bragged a Bachelor of Loving Degree

      But love taught him and now he knows nothing

      That matters a nickel to me.

2.   My...

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