I pick up the shards of glass 

that are scattered on the ground.

I marvel at them in wonderment,

how beautiful it once was.

Still, it'll serve a good cause.

Such a pity, 

won't you applaud?

This is the end of the show,

Don't you hear the crows?

Toss your roses

Or will you wait till my eyes are closed?

Pour the alcohol,

Let the bubbles float to the surface.

Dr...

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I’ve been working on

Coming back from

The dead

Realising reality

Living in this world

Becoming me

I don’t have to know who I am

But I must know that I am

I am, I am, I am

I don’t have to know what I am

To deserve to be

I’m working on being,

Just being

Because I’ve been existing

Mindless, automatic, numb

Best autopilot, me

Coming back from the dead

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love has a heavy price,

time demands its toll,

ephemeral the bonds

wanton mortality stole

he's in bed, very poorly,

I feel he might be dying,

lucozade's not working,

I hear only weak crying

yet he's had a good life,

for after all, he had me,

swains I rued when he

went down on his knee

long years I devoted

to what is my inferior,

he never had...

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Oscar is the light of her life

in bed she nips off his ticks

drowns them in water, she's

dispensed with other pricks

but Oscar meets his nemesis

she's spurned him for Teddie

he's well-bred and better-hung

soon they were going steady

locked out of her bedroom

Oscar hear animal sounds

tackle cut off long ago, now

his mistress out of bounds

hissing a...

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Pressure was too much

Pain was unbearable 

You tried tried 

But you failed to heal

You were worth all of it

But they made you feel de trop

You just wanted to be happy

But all they gave you was sadness

You wanted someone to comfort you

But all they gave you was negligence 

You wanted to live

But soon they made you dead

              ...

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Auntie Fanny's funeral day oh my god what a to do 
They had all thirty stone of her, all dead for all to view 
I never knew she had a mustache little billy said 
at that his dad took off his cap and slapped him on his head 

When the cortege started off, the back tired on car went pop 
forcing all the traffic in Liverpool to come to a stop 
Then as if it could not get no worse it and well t...

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Death - Poem by Marie 

Death came silent yet full of noise
Unseen by all in view
Sly like a fox, yet silent like a bird in flight
Its grip took hold tighter than tight.

Is there really no escape from the word DEATH? 
Like tree roots it grows stronger killing each breath
Death destroys all families caring for none
Happy one moment here, next life is gone

No thought of sadness for one...

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His hand and eyes he lent to us

For almost five and forty years,

He gave us childhood, hope and truth

And visions of our darkest fears

Exotic heroes, distant times

And swirling planets far away -

He coloured thoughts and drew our dreams

And showed to us another day

He honed his subtle craft like steel

Eschewing easy, common things

And shaped through art our ...

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Harry died in his bed, sad

But nobody knew.

Someone knocked on his door

After a week or two.

When there wasn’t an answer

Someone went away,

Just thought he was deaf

Or, gone out for the day.

Then a week or two later

The mail’s in the hall

But the postman’s too busy

To give him a call,

And the milkman stopped coming

A long time ago;

When there isn’t a sign

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Damn 

What if I fail 

What if everything that I hope to accomplish 

Becomes reality 

What if I really be on mtv 

Would that  change a “U don’t mean shit to me” 

To you mean the most to me 

Let me stop 

Let me pause 

I never did good 

So I never got a round of applause 

Always found myself behind bars 

For not following the laws 

It seems crazy I always wanted...

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I watched the shit dripping from the walls,
I watched the piss rolling down the windows,
The stench overwhelmed me
and I fell into a state of unconsciousness.

A nightmare emerged of tortured souls in crimson coffins
Turning in their graves to avoid the violence of the living.
Crippled corpses shielding their eyes from the hellish sight
of the quick ridiculing and repulsing the quick.

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Death Cash

Life insurance death payout doesn’t make sense

Surely you’re meant to be a live to enjoy the payout?

But they only pay when you’re dead and buried

Something aint right there…

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Satire

Why do I care for the dead more than the living?

Is it because the living are moody

Can double cross me

Always lie to me

Ruin my day in a thousand ways

Make unreasonable demands of me

Want all my time for their demands

And so much fricking more

I made the right choice

Prioritize the dead

And satirize the living

Who will all be dead in 100 years

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I feel like I’m not even alive

Feels like something had died in me

Or maybe it’s just me who is dead inside

Lost touch of who I want to be

Can’t you see?

I’ve got a super fucked up head

I can’t ever fall asleep

With each night, I begin to hate my bed

I’m in much too deep 

I just want to sleep

Seems only time I’ll get sleep is if I wind up dead

Ah, going to sleep, m...

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It is a curse

To have a flying soul

And a cinderblock mind

To feel the call of the sky

But to be afraid of heights

I am Schrödinger's cat

Alive and dead

At the same time

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If you asked

what my heart

consisted

of.

I would say;

half is pain.

Other half?

Love.

If you said

love was dead,

valueless

time.

Clear your head,

break the shell.

Reveal your

mind.

It's called pain,

caused by words.

Dismantles

soul.

Cant blame it,

bred to kill.

Grimmest of

goals.

Sad but true,

both the halves

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You pick up the trees and you wave them like fans

But her face continues to sweat.

You unravel the ground and you drain it of soil

But her stomach never rounds,

Her mouth remains open.

You bottle up the ocean till all water is extinct

Yet she continues to faint of thirst.

You take life from the earth,

You remove breath from the world

And she continues to perform still bi...

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Flowers mark the spot

Once fresh

Sweet scent

Since faded

Brittle petals

Tied to the railings

Marking the spot

The shrine beside the road

For the passing world to see

Never forget

Never allowed to forget

Sun-bleached photo at it’s core

Decaying flowers surrounding

A reminder for the careless drivers

Too busy pedestrians

Texting as they walk

...

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Great,

The bus,

Every morning indecisive and overwhelmed

Who should I sit by?

The question is,

Who would want to sit by you?

I mean, No one wants to,

And you know it.

Shut up…

That's not true.

I've got plenty of people who wouldn't mind me.

There’s the girl I sit next to in class

And we talk from time to time.

Oh, and don't forget the boy who waves hi to me i...

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oil swirling 

dancing and in hand

with dirty water

ripple down the street

a screeching tire

splashing and skids

on the empty, black road

disturbing dance

the engine pumped faster, the gray sky smiled in turn

the tire hopped a curb, then flew from the ground

the tire clashed with the earth

mud splattered the clean paint

the car rushes to gain an in...

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Each November we are reminded, watching poppies fall...

Each represents a life surrendered answering duty's call.

And later, in the weeks that follow, when snowflakes fill the sky,

The mind is filled with thoughts of those whose lives had soon passed by.

Each fleeting flake a forfeited future deprived of its true worth -

And like the poppies - sent to fall and fade back in the earth...

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Roses are dead,

they smell like Le Pew.

But they still smell sweet

compared to you.

Roses are dead,

now you feel blue.

So take a shot neat,

and uncork the screw.

Roses are dead,

our hopes are too.

You were a cheat,

but I was too.

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£4.88

Your body was found dead in your flat, three months gone and smelling like hell.

They came and took you away, to the morgue downtown, an unhappy place.

Clearing your flat they found £4.88, not much to show for a lonely death.

Always on your own, eternally in death. How sad no one will see you buried, a pauper’s death, the undertaker the only witness at this sol...

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