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You wake up, bad dream,
he heard you scream,
his arms wrap tight,
no more fear tonight.
Beneath the sheets,
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A couple who just can't seem to get divorced.
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Is anyone able to be completely self-contained?
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A sort-of continuation on from one of my previous poems, Blood Money.
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In the
beginning there is nothing,
as
creation has not had it’s wake.
We rise
before the crisp of dew,..
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I found a man,
of inordinate exposition.
Skin taught and immutable against his ribs,
forged of iron; sheath..
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Blood money, love money,
This diamond ring has lost all its shine,
funny,
I thought this love would last but it&r..
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