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"I’d like you to burn the bags of stuff my ex still hasn’t picked up after moving out almost a year ago. Poetry? I create lengthy spoken word pieces so when it’s written it loses it’s effect but try this. It’s a short one called Traffic Lights and I always get a good response when I perform it. Red. That's your colour You tell them to halt Stop. Stay. Remain. They want to fly. Drive Away without recourse The wind in their sails Away away away Green is the new mode Freedom the way out Let me breathe. Exhale Inhale. Feel the air inside. I never liked red. Restrictions Rules. Inhibitions. I'm not in love anymore." Chuck em on sweet cheeks and release the beast. Thank you Macster, I love that Talented little minx | |||
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"Ooh now I havn't got much to burn currently but I am in love with a poem. It isn't anything I've written, is that cheating? (Probably going to be really long too, soz) When the weariness of the road is upon me, and the thirst of a sultry day; when the ghostly hours of the dusk throw their shadows across my life, then I cry not for your voice only, My Friend, but for your touch. There is an anguish in my heart for the burden of its riches not given to you. Put out your hand through the night, let me hold it and fill it and keep it, let me feel its touch along the lengthening stretch of my loneliness. *soppy I can throw some twigs on the fire too. " Yay to twig throwing and double yaaaaaaay for the poem. Beautiful | |||
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