Tag: life
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A sense of something new
Winter fades, Spring yet evades A much needed string change A much needed property for sale Neither city-situated nor confined to wild dales We offered, they took it, here come happy days I hated the work but I loved the pay I feared the worst and loved that pain I was close to tight pyjamas…
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A hopeless March
Misery again Sinking, like I went walking through the Lincolnshire Fen A sheer fence is weak defence against enemy offensives Constantly on the defensive Waiting for something to let slip I tighten the slip into a noose Buds to nip, the final snooze My head heavy as a mounted moose Continuing tantamount to self abuse…
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Kick some sense in
Show you that inferno is real, don’t mean Burnout Down this tunnel, walls take a feel and you’ll get burnt, ow! Skin gets peeled where sinners appear when life reaches arrears See you backing out the rear, the real of those screams reaches your ears High turnover, fat earnings, my pockets burning Cloak turning is…
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Apartment side
Oven hot inside despite My ringbearer insisting she turned off the heating first thing This evening upon her arrival home We’re Irish and raingrown, both groaning “It’s roasting!” Moaning non-stop, shirtless and sweating I’d bet this is a sign of the end, if I did betting The world had its day, nice wedding with confetti…
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SYSTEM SYSTEM SYSTEM
Get the lead out, lad Get out there and be fed fast; dazzle ’em, show these young turks The meaning of graft, define hard work Leaders or followers, I’d rather be led Primarily, I’d rather be submerged in molten lead until dead – deserved I can’t be a dole drawing twerp And I don’t have…
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