James W Dillon
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Eye of the stormA Poem by James W Dillonwhen everything turns grey |
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F**k off other poemsA Poem by James W DillonI was emotional..apologies for the language |
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Alcohol is involvedA Poem by James W DillonAny drink takers can relate..i'm assuming |
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Bank BalanceA Poem by James W DillonShowing a secret, trying to be discrete |
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DecalogueA Poem by James W DillonOr the 10 commandments as you may know it |
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Unspoken WordsA Poem by James W DillonThe quickest poem to fall in love with |
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Sil- ill- oh- qeefA Poem by James W Dillonnot sure if its the qeef were all picturing |
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The Rings End TowersA Poem by James W Dillona poem about the only inanimate objects in this fine country of Ireland I have feelings for |
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Coming back mine?A Poem by James W Dillonnot racy enough to be rated mature |
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Sober SexA Poem by James W Dillonwasn't drunk, had sex..here's the story behind it |