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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...

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Hello there,

Angel from my nightmares.

Devil from my dreams

a grey spirit that weaves

its way through my existence.

What a Dementor does to souls

or a Dalek to a human heart.

Even a superhuman heart

can break.

Just ask Logan,

a force so strong

a returning phoenix

could not reignite remnants.

I miss you.

Whatever yo...

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Sonnets are meant to be about romance

and love.

You know? All that's good.

But why should form be contained,

can one not make love to the page

in their own expression?

I can,

and will.

Imagination like a dodgems car,

wild yet bumpy.

And I guess that's what love is,

you can try to steer in the right direction

but there will always be obstacl...

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Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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Who needs paper to declare what your heart can?

Who needs a ring in place of a loving hand?

Who needs the approval of government or God

when two consenting adults hold the key to true salvation?

Love is the salvation that unlocks our potential,

marriage merely confines it to one form.

But if I were to ever conform,

I would do it for you.

The th...

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I struggle to be – as I see.

Lies become truth-ingrained.

Reality branches snapped from life's tree.

I struggle to be – as I see.

How I long for us all to be free,

though in sentience I'm pained.

I struggle to be – as I see.

Lies become truth-ingrained.

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In a world of tv clichés

I thought our series would be timeless,

that it would survive the seasons.

I laugh as I remember

How I Met Your Mother.

Confused on an interstate car park,

cellphones and calamity.

Only to feel underwhelmed.

You said “it's not just the jetlag”,

I said “how can anyone fall in love with a zombie?”

eating hearts fo...

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Take a look into my eyes,
And maybe we will find
that between you and me
It's the way that love should be.

She told me I had beautiful eyes
her heart said friends
and her mouth did too...
and my mind's confused now I'm not with you.

See I can be the best friend that I have been for years
or I can be the guy that can hold you near.
But I can't be this.

You s...

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