That green you hardly recall
That hangs beneath innocent shoots
Leaves whispering in the breeze
Lies and politics, spinning like tops
Open up your mind and fall off
Saturated down the gangway
And into the dorsal bellies below
In a greyscale world, we're already lost
Floating off with the Titanic into the black
Terrified of whites slicing in the grey
Hall Way
Not a room, a between A stretch of doorway A strip of decision A place for running and bouncing and playing If a toddler is consulted Perha...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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