Blah blah blah. How fucking self-absorbed and utterly pointless this is.
Prototype
.winterfall.

Compulsion revisitedNo warning or preamble making me itch, making me scratch in the back of my head the muse emerges Just have to get at itCompulsion revisited
small kernel of an idea sticks to something else Floating around the back of my head
like an itch I can’t reach Like a leg in plaster knitting needle down the side reaching for the spot.
Irritable and remote sunk deep in thought twitching and fidgeting backwards and forwards worrying the connection
in my head.
Wine glass and the bottle Out to the other room Turn on my PC I
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Little ol' broken me..
Lookin' for broken you,
and your pretty broken heart...
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"The good times are killing me..."
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Little ol' broken me..
Lookin' for broken you,
and your pretty broken heart...
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'SHARKS DON'T SLEEP' a collection of poems by Eric Hamilton.
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'SHARKS DON'T SLEEP' a collection of poems by Eric Hamilton.
Nice
Although nice isn't probably the right word it should get across what I mean
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...Bethy...
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"The good times are killing me..."
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...Bethy...
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There are a million in the Church tonight.
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"The good times are killing me..."
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