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Lowercasemmmmmm

Lowercasemmmmmm

I was once a man

I once was a man who thought he lived free
then I looked down to  see shackles at my feet,
a lifetime of servitude in the bondage of another
just capital floating on a stock market that will never recover,

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Sophia Grey
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glass diamonds

costume jewellery is all you aspire to be, worn like a party brooch an icebreaker, maybe, just glass diamonds
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gesticulation

gone are the days of conversation erudite chats of things that confu… spanners thrown into confabulation tirades minus words just bemuse its a sad sorry state of affairs
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without fear

without fear what would my bravery… at best just a nonchalant mood, its cloak won’t be donned to hide… no need to feel the threat of the… without fear what would my bravery…
the sign

an odd portent slips into my mind its razor shaves my throats skin it leads to a crash of mettle and… then its over as soon as its begin much can be seen in its misty glas…
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a twenty first to remember

popped balloons taped to the front… a twenty first birthday banner at… a living room full with one person… the low music playing won’t numb t… people invited seemed to not want…
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roustabout

spinning and turning around in the strange orbit of a blindfol… grasping at life or death irrespec… without control, meaning or hope. I live my clouded existence
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artists impression

swirls of dull grey a deep dark red finds its way thro… pale cream and yellow dots an artists impression this creation holds its nerve
i watch you fail with a grin

What does that say about me I’d much prefer to see you fail Than to watch you bask in victory What does that say about me When I refuse to assist
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black and white photographs

black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
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frankenstein's wishbone

this love dies freely and it dies… two broken cadavers can never hold… when meaning is a carried cross be… there’s none but filigree around t… your monster was created in semaph…
I need you in my life

I’m laying myself on the line here I will wait, as damocles, ready I need you in my life, now and alw… I need you here with me Don’t listen to the words of other…
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glass ghost

before dead eyes i saw you in my room – dark and dim – cold, you were a fuzzy frail outline around an old photo frame, you stood perplexed– frozen
too big a price to pay

down the dark hallway dull light through it glimmers, pure, an ebony smoke plumes fume into forms and shapes, a spinning mass of fear
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rescue them first

I don’t care leave me here I’ve grown accustomed the desolation I find comforting so don’t think
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we

in truth, all good things suffer t… no bricks and mortar stands for an… though, in your heart a love will… all the pain and angst forgotten,… down through the sleek nuances of…



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