bristolA Poem by sea lily
stumble inside off cold streets
i can change your life, they whisper i can make you somebody new and i want to be these people, for you but i am not your dancing girl i'm ravaged by my inconsistencies which a nose ring and a soundtrack won't solve and i want to grow my hair longer now. chilly cement providing a resting place and the arms around me aren't my own which is the greatest comfort i can imagine in these foreign streets in these desolate times. © 2008 sea lily |
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Added on October 29, 2008 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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