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#acrostic S omewhere below London on the map O h that's where I'll be, eating a nice bap U - turn back to London, back where I love T o where I feel I belong, H ome when I never stay long ... but...
Train to the big smoke. A big boiler to stoke. The trains horn loud and clear. Giving the kids excited fear. Off to London for the day. Even though the weather is slightly grey. We go with a smile.
#lyricsinspeechmarksbyTheJamofcourse London Calling. From 14 years old, this little boy travelled on a train, on his own from Kent to Victoria.
We were all alone, Rebecca and I, do I ever hate my stepsister. But at the moment she's all I have...
I was really bored, so I decided to make a directory of all the buses in London that I have been on and the direction in which I was travelling in (termination point) - taadah.
The glass stairs had dropped her into the airy foyer which was large enough to host the walking and cycling movement of 100,000 people, but it was only five o'clock, and having learnt from past...
And here, on this ghost cold night, A man walks proudly on his birth day, His head held high, statuesque, Smiling bravely, Naked as the day he was born, His chiselled skin an intricate diary; A...
London streets are very upbeat Especially after being in Lichfield Went for a walk but there wasn't enough space But I had to go to Christopher place Met my friend Mr.
We are the northern line, Separated at Kennington, Will we merge again in the morning(ton crescent). Our lives drifted apart and Now there is an elephant (and castle) in the room.
Alice and Sophia were chatting away excitedly. They were talking about a party, our christmas eve party, but they didn't know where we could have it. No cars were on the road but ours.
If a picture speaks 1000 words,. Dose that mean a word sees 1000 pictures,. Perhaps,. Maybe in the darkest tunnel,. where your odds seem bleak,.
We were halfway to Edinburgh when I woke up from dozing off on Rhys' knee. Jessie's Girl by Rick Springfield came on, just in time. I loved this song from Rhys constantly playing it.
The stones crumbled under my feet, I was ready to jump, ready to fall, I bent my knees, ready to end it all, then.. "Cut!" Mr Lawless shouted, my director. "Lynn, darling. What's wrong with you.
In the deepening hours of darkness. I lost sight of my cares. And though I searched for them all over. I couldn't find them anywhere. I panicked almost straight away. I ran around in terror.
I woke from my dreams and wasn't feeling quite right. So I took a ride in my car late at night. I drove into the city to see the neon bright lights.
Foul water drips onto the filthy floor. Diseased rats squeak and scurry through silent passages. The dark murky tunnel reeks of sour water, as it feebly trickles across the hard stone ground.
I got over going out alone. Got over there being no one to shield me No one to defend me should trouble arise. I got over all that shit And started to live.
Emily stood on the edge of the pavement, pretending it was a rooftop she was perched precariously over, and dangled one mud cover shoe over the edge, where she could see its reflection in the grimy...
#love #acorns #nightdwellers This is an early one that seems to tick 3 tags, so here goes...
It was Friday in late summer, over two years since I first entered my green place and Dad was finally coming home the next day.
My team began to prepare themselves for what lied ahead, we know that whatever we come across won't be friendly.
My team was aboard the chopper waiting, I briefed them on the mission "ok men, we got an entire team of men trapped down below.
I walked into a exhausted town. It had a large city hall right smack in the middle of the town square. Since I arrived in the middle of the night there was no one out.