I arguable idiot!

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a hundred different things not to be,

an aspect of a life that wastes itself,

she comes dancing to my doorstep,

promising me sanity with all her vanity,

she holds on to the past and tells me a future,

I arguably am one big idiot,i let her stand,

there in my garden,lonely flower swaying,

I feel good now she's at my door,good ?

But,she'll stand there till the rains pour,

She'll stand her ground n i hand her an umbrella,

Cos i arguably am an idiot,i let her stand.

Break into my house of pain woman,break in..

Cos i definite symbol of idiocacy will not invite!



.hit me on the head.



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urgh.!

series of offensive things lined up,
representing blandness of a life..

a vegetarian,a teetotaler,a fagnoer,
and the excuse is,can't get it up.

in time the need is different..
in time we are all dead n cold.

warm yourself with the red,the hot nd lights.





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a random blackberry jotting.....

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Back in the days of miracles and a long distance call, the feeling of thought that transcended my dreams would let you know I've been there by your side and my dreams held you forever. Everyday the thought of a tremor that runs under the waves of our life, sends the slumber of my sleep into a long and sweaty nightmare where I know the time of miracle has come to an end. No more long distance calls, no more hopes and the silence of all good things that have come to an end. And the message in a bottle I sent is lying on the ocean floor, coming to haunt me, when I'll dream no more. Now the dream is a hope and hope is life. I do not dream anymore and I'm alive no more. Walking rather running away is an amusing thought, but to run away from something there must be the essential existence of a holding in the present. There is nothing here, and there is no hope left of a green on the other side an abyss has no sunshine.


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i ( serie 1 )

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I, carefree and wild,

lost as a motherless child.

I, of little growth of mind,

taken anywhere by bastard wind.

I,naked as a Zebra,

hunted by lioness across the Sahara.

I,carefree and wild,

dream all from her majesty's inside!
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I saw in you Eternity

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I saw in you Eternity,

A Beauty in it's entirety.

I saw in you Serenity,

A Savior for this calamity,

I saw in you Curiosity,

A Road to this non-entity,

I saw in you,My Eternity!




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there was glory to be found,all thoughts felt sound;
yet we stand on edge of eternity,still pieces of humanity.
we chose a path called reason,cheated by spring in season!
we chose to be led by a love figurine,now nowhere to be seen.
all alone we stood lost,on the edge we saw the ghost.
like battle hardened men we boast,

'there ain't no ghost'

'there ain't no ghost'
'there ain't no ghost'


the leader of the pack,the one we planning to sack;
smelt a flower he thought lilies,reminding him of a mistress,
he screamed infamy,said he had a family:
we knew he would be,the last to fall on his knee.
and so he did first,so he died.....



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the worst is yet to come.

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long forgotten Romeo,

"can i have my place by the lampost again,kid? "

young velvet Jack,

"no can do Love,my boy's in room 3 n i need it "

cotton bellybutton Romeo,

"for ol'times sake my boy,half an hour,i finish my pint"

straight jacket Jack,

"for ol'times sake my gal,you can stand right behind"



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