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When I’m the happiest most, I think of you
And wonder if it’s wrong to feel these routine
pleasures
When you, in some deser..
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I caught the foot he raised in abuseAnd quoted Shelley: Can man be free,If the woman be a slave?I told him he was the subversion ofMy slavery.The chil..
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Clad in my wedding finery,Drenched in the body’s perfumed infidelity,Striped by dreams and hopes struck down by others,Illuminated by the misery..
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My mouth stinks of your violationWhich no amount of mint,Shall mellowI smell it every time I swallowI remember it withEvery unspoken curseI am weaker ..
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Light, fills our days with pretentious innocence. The colour in everything earthly is but Light in costume. But there would be no Light, were there no..
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There were always two of themMen, tongues and two large arousalsI was the two-timer: sometimes physicallyMany times mentallySometimes I let their hand..
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A
parasite, I know no shame
It’s
who I am….destined to
A
life of emotional beggary
I
cling on to you, your soul and
Your
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A tumour grows today,In the place where you grew…There will be more blood,Than which I fed you…Will your hands,Fully formed todayWipe th..
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August, 1888.
Death is a busy
affair. Tears get wiped away in haste, last respects are laid to rest at cold
feet and the idea of a smile is forgo..
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Of heat that melts gold in the noonAnd rain that moves theEarth below at nightOf a rainy sunshine when theCrows and mynasLose their mind in sacred mat..
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