True!!
There's a couple walking down my street There feet are miles apart but there heads meet. They look like an archway it's quite a feat.
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Seeking Solace
Seeking solace in solitude I pine the days away Wishing for a better light To make me want to stay Around me war is raging Inside I'm lost at sea I need to find some peace I submit to...
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Nightdwellers
Inspired by @RichWithey As if from gothica They stretch in dark Enlivened by silence Inspired by the Veined pulse of shadow As though drawing ink From deepest midnights They roll around ideas And...
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my little rhyme ✌
once you've seen then maybe you'll believe that this is what i think of little old me no high opinions nothing special like ya thinking I'm not popular or a fashion star just plain boring me just...
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Good D**k & A Job (from The Forthcoming Album Love & Other Drugs)
She said that she dnt fuck wit rappers cuz,. They all the same more like unemployed actors. Constant wit the yapping but nvr follow wit action.
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Two Ladies
Kneeling, keening softly, pleas In her own Gethsemane Tucked away, hardly seen In streets so tough and cold and mean, A little plot in St. Mary's lap.
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'Oranges' & 'Lemons'
*warnings and whatnot* 'Oranges and lemons!' Yelled a girl in St Clements. 'Hay-roll for half pence!' Yelled a whore in St Margaret's. 'Come jump my stile,' Called a man in St Giles.
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It's Just Me: Being Free
I'm sick of this god damn mask I'm taking it off cos nothing ever lasts Reveal myself cos everyone asks What I look like and I can longer be arsed With a fake disguise and crappy lies I'm an honest...
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Gangster Love
(inspired by Tanya Stephens) These streets don't love you like I do Remember when it was just us two Now it's just you and your crew I wish you'd treat me like your yacht.
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Busker
Sitting on a corner Plucking out the blues, Perhaps one day you'll hear me, One day I might get through.
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#funday
Funday comes after sunday. Funday has a different name. It's name is monday. It's game is fun to play. Take some time out of the mondane. Take a ride on the coaster. This is funday. Leave your mark.
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Night Cabbie
The mist covers the fields, As if blanketing from night. I'm awake, still driving... I'll be awake until its light. Yet I wouldn't miss it for the world. The sights you see at four.
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Mr.Black And White Kitty
Mr.Black and White Kitty I don't know your name. You stand at my doorstep hungry for food. Your eyes match mine, yours yellow mine blue. I see a connection with your cute little face.
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I'm Alpha
This is a new dawn and a new light, this bitch is back with alot more fight. Try to knock me down and try to stand proud, don't make me laugh bitches please your not allowed.
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Little Cat
The cat walked slow. Wanting to put on a show. The cat had that glow. The cat loved to sleep. Just to fall in the deep. A place in it't mind to keep. The cat had a home. But it lived alone.
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London-grey Sky
The rain has passed and I am walking, turmoil, Under this London-grey sky. Snatches of blue pass through a flecked canopy of endless refraction.
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Better Days
The first verses of the tupac song "Better Days" I have re written some parts. Yet more inspiration from one of the greatest poets we were blessed with.
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For The Sad Man
Sad man sitting in the corner of shame, Sorry to say, but there's only you to blame. All the cats are now calling your name. I guess that's what you wanted, no shame. Little sad man, please have hope.
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Shell Games
Took the fireworks and the vanity The circuit board and the city streets Shooting star, swaying palm tree Laid it at the arbiter's feet If I could change my mind, change the paradigm Prepare myself...
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London!
Hooded rats bumping fists Ford fiestas, Hip Hop beats Chav tarts with saggy tits Drunk tramps singing on the train Wanna be gangsters being a pain Cloudy skies, constant rain Burberry caps and...
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He Turns With Stars
He has a pavements for a mattress And his pillow: his own crooked arm.
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Tell Me
You said i was a mess. I guess I must have been possessed. Do you know what it means When your soul comes undone at the seams.
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A Stranger
A stranger. Dancing in the rain. In red shoes of silk. Washing off the pain. A stranger. I saw the other day. Running so fast. Drifting away. A stranger. Walking barefoot over fields of glass.
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Untitled
I live amongst the groaning, wheezing plague of rolling tyres and Friday vomit. Splattered upon the pavement and dried in dyed hair and decorating Primark heels.
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