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Boarded Up PubA Poem by flavellmMy locals run it's tapsold men walk by with dogs, sigh,and it all comes flooding backTheir stories, small gloriesand indeed their way of life.What bet.. |
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Boarded up PubA Poem by flavellmMy locals run it's tapsold men walk by with dogs, sigh,and it all comes flooding backTheir stories, small glories and indeed their way of life. What b.. |
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The Evening FallsA Poem by flavellmThe evening falls and strange voices flutter, like petals through a graveyard. The church bells peal into the distances. The candle seeps and.. |
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Council EstateA Poem by flavellmAt the train station commuters spawn from all directions pouring off escalators, seeping out of elevators. Crowds swelling, woven together wit.. |
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Mondays don't mean anythingA Poem by flavellmYanked from a lustful slumberand hurled into being. Under dawns commandthe suns sneaked upand flushed my curtains with it's lightwithout any permissio.. |
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DaytimeA Poem by flavellmA howling church bell pierces the silence of a desolate street where tangled weeds grow through the cracks in the concrete skittering crisp packet.. |
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Hot Moon Echoes WhirlwindA Poem by flavellmNice one if you read this. |
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