ClocksontheRadio
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The StrainA Poem by ClocksontheRadioPoem about needing love but not knowing how to accept it |
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How Low?A Poem by ClocksontheRadiowrote this poem late at night, in bed, writing in pencil on the wall by my bed, it started as a poem about my brother and morphed into someting else |
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Sometime Last YearA Poem by ClocksontheRadioWrite a poem about a first romantic (dare I say: sexual) experience or encounter. |