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A breath of air, A brand new stench, Another figure, On a bench. Far too clouded, For the stars, The scent if whiskey, So many bars.
Under the sheet. Lovers meet. Lost people. Swept from their feet. Blue twisted places. Unknown faces. Lost people. That the mind erases. Pretty little stars. Speeding cars. Lost people.
@melchoirj13 #emotion Who is this man. Where is he from.
Making a day come to life with no love, I say its possible. A number of letters given to send to hope and grief with no name of why. So how. Your lost in fame, alone in the game you play.
From@HingAling To@Smellyfingers (1) We all live our lives in little bubbles of bliss Head in the clouds getting high proud and seeking new kicks Is ignorance bliss.
For @HingAling24 We all live in our little bubbles of bliss Head in the clouds getting high and seeking new kicks Ignorance disguises more lies for our kids A truth in a reality that we all have...
I know you don't no me yet, don't fret I know you would like me If I show you a bit of interest you've got to come and try me, Your eyes mesmerised Me They way you move thighs to your bootie...
@smellyfingers Chop or change it as you feel buddy ;) obviously needs a chorus and hook....
I live for yesterday, there's no time to plan my actions. Sitting on old leather, close my eyes and watch the patterns. Counting sheep to fall asleep, breathing slow but nothing happens.
Her blonde curly hair battered by the wind. As she walked the street on a dark cold night. Not a soul in sight to witness her cries. The cold wind hitting her tearful eyes. Heartache and pain.
Soft skinned, thin legged, red lips and bony hips Smoky eyed, wink each sin like a beat I'll run if you tell me, I'll bite my lip harder I'll drink until I'm on the floor "My, she's an animal, she...
Not gone for long, now welcome home. To the vibrant city where lost souls come to roam. Down the road there's old Jerome. Who'll sell you some joy or a cheap stolen cell phone.
Down my road, there's liars and thieves Down my road, you'll likely to lose teeth Down my road, there's a guy in a band Down my road, the kids park has a pit full of sand Down my road, there's a row...
Wake me up with morning rain. As I walk these streets that all look the same. Dry my skin on the days first train. Same bystanders, different names. Wishing hard for something good. Curse my luck.
Weary of the day Weary of this moment in life Taught it shouldn't be this way Work hard and you'll be alright Taught life isn't fair Some say it is what it is what it is Your hearts got 1 true...
#nightdwellers A pale silvery full moon resides over the pale night sky, It's iridescent glow reflects on the river setting a romantic scene for lovers as they pass by.
*Bad language. You don't even know what's real. You're cold like metal stainless steel. With no flaws, you're the real deal. You can touch, but you can't feel. And I'm guilty because I feel too much.
You are an uncut diamond, Left by the way side, Treasured by no-one, Yet twinkling inside, Can I pick you up, Polish your face, Say, "we're not all bad, The members of this race," Or should I walk...
It turns out pretty pricy buying ice cream A 99 used to be 99p or maybe it was in my dreams.
A.K.A Mr. Wretch. And your up next.
This is the London overground service to highbury and islington, The next stop is Hoxton.
I'm running away from the cop cars. Guided by the lights from the night stars. I'm not getting caught by the watch guards. They want to see me trapped behind thick bars.
Hey smile lady you may just reignite the embers of love in your soul that you try to disguise Take designer shades off to reveal the contacts in your eyes Your golden shades of flesh loosely covered...
Vera Hose has got a mate Her name is Sweary Mary She's clothed in rags and carrier bags And her chin is red and hairy She shuffles daily down the street And if you pass her by She'll shout Gawd bless...