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young girl,absent father,my mother said;'you never got any attentionas a child.'a reckless teen.and now i've foundthe boys i meetare so good to me,the..
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my girlfriendran away to university.to the coastand lived with strangers.we travelled to see her,three wild girlsfresh from the city.they took us to t..
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you are;mint, sage, lavender, rosemary.in that little tinyour mother gave youto heal your hands(artist's hands)remember whenyou used to slide it in yo..
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my cat prowlsaround her domainstopsto scratch.she, like me,begs for attentionwith head buttsand wide-eyed pleadingcurls upon record sleevesand stares ..
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for jaya, because she asked.
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when the first burst of passion fades,we have to de-flea the cat.and i have stomach painswe clean the toiletwe hoover up.i remember the morningslike t..
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i consider myself to be rather grown-upand above such things.even if we did buy a record playerbefore cutlery.and the girls in high-schoolhave all had..
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i am not afraid of ghosts,except for the oneswho have your babieswith your eyes and nose and smile.and the other womenwho did not yell out during love..
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a man came round todaywith tattoosand a red letter.it said you owed900 pounds to the governmentand they were taking everything.i live herebut my thing..
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i am forgetting your faceand your odd twists of phrase.the way you'd relunctantly say,'you're very sweet'like you were abovethe raw sentimentalityi he..
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