Saffin Writing

Ironically I wrote this when I was falling asleep in a college lecture

Written at the fathers house must be something about the upper class that pisses me off

He sits alone in the cold dark room Solitary warmth of the mothers womb Doesn't know why he feels this way Faded pictures of wasted days The artwo..

you know who you are

Drift away upon a tear To razor lands of hate and fear Far away in a land that never existed Of hills high walls and dead ravines And streets th..

Taking acid at Leeds festival need I say more

Whoever said being in a coma was a bad thing? Where does put them out their misery come from?

Worth a try

Haha wrote this for an assignment should get a few laughs

It does what it says on the tin

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Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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