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peter-kiggin
Stretching the rubber band People all with different faces in my memory reflections of empty spaces I look back and you're not their forever I sit and think of you as water runs down empty stairs A white dress you've worn on a summers day while gazing through that which still remains The long days with bright sunshine and glasses filled with cheap red wine whilst kissing you underneath the ripe grape vines Words don't come easily as everything is and was and could been and if you did I didn't agree completely That is why my long love lasts as I forget the present and hold dear the past but then was then and now is now that is why life is one long ask.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 8:46 AM UTC
Stretching the rubber band
Run Tomorrow will be pleasant and the flowers will rise to the Sun but never quite reaches Tomorrow I'll play with my dog because he's fun and we never argue but glad to be with Tomorrow I'll walk were the factories hum to hear the wheels of the cogs as it screeches Tomorrow I'll dig a big hole then my work will be done and only one thing I know what it teaches Tomorrow I'll put on my shoes and go for a run because no one can stop me and all that it impeaches.
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 12:51 AM UTC
Run
Born this way Born this way and always knowing Born this way time is owing Born this way darkness floating Born this way beautiful stunning Born this way subtle calling Born this way lion snoring Born this way holding falling
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
Born this way
Don't Leave Please sleep soundly my only son I,ll watch over you until my dying breath and your a man then I'll be gone As I see you grow I look at you and proud am I of what you've become No one knows how much I love you except my woman the only woman whose love freely comes It's easy to think that people believe in a world and a place to where our souls live living on Maybe the world is just a place that our bodies have to experience life before the soul leaves for new beginnings and so the circle turns and the universe lives from
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 3:49 PM UTC
Don't Leave
Walking in a certain way. The birds aren't singing today It's raining so kids stay in instead of going out to play I walk up town and see there's nothing to see but alley ways I sit on a bench in the gardens so pretty in all colours but they are crying for sunshine I would say I walk over a bridge far from home and stop to watch as the water runs never stays Something amongst the trees watches me and I start to pray Alone in a forest I shouted hey He ran like the water from the brook gone astray on this rainy day Water trickles down my back and I shiver and think of home but it sounds very grey I always walk by the nurses quarters to see if I can glimpse the nurse with the long red hair and then I walk away always dismay
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Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 10:27 PM UTC
Walking in a certain way
Black stocking she's in black stockings Candles burning dark night calling Candles burning dark night calling Hard grinding we're hard grinding Hard grinding we're hard grinding ***** talking sweet ***** talking ***** talking sweet ***** talking The floor boards rocking The floor boards are rocking she's moaning yeah she is moaning I'm ******** I'm really deep ******** She's coming I feel her when she's coming Black stockings yeah black stockings interlocking body knocking for more.
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Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 3:19 AM UTC
Black Stockings
To be Free We come to be We come to see We come through the night to the morning light We come from trees We come from the sea We come to understand we have to work the land just to feed We all need we all agreed We hunted for meat We come to see We come to be We have found that something found is not necessarily free
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 1:50 AM UTC
To be Free
system error We are born into ******* my friends until you wake up it will be to the very ends Imprinted pictures or words the mind bends I want true freedom in body and in spirit to cleanse To be part of another star system across many whens Like so many others I feel a certain resemblance to history trends Burnt out old bridges never will mend Waiting for a train then waiting to get off again
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May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 6:36 PM UTC
System error
In a Ford escort you can get on the motorway and let your self free In a Ford escort you can paint it black or red or even blue like the sea In a Ford escort travelling to Wales is a whole different country In a Ford escort my dad drives it like it's a Capri In a Ford escort it's easy to get parts for you and for me In a Ford escort you can fit a big stereo and wake up the street In a Ford escort you can go to Blackpool and drive on the beach In a Ford escort you can smoke a cigarette because we have a smelly that looks like a tree In a Ford escort when you've had enough of the mark 2 you can save up and get the mark 3.
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 2:19 AM UTC
Ford escorts
EMERALD The wind on high blows and branches bow on the tallest of trees and together they lean in shades of the brightest greens, walk with me along the high heath and gather flowers that spray all around your knees as your face feels the warm summer breeze and you forget for a moment your wants and your needs and you transcend life it seems, but always the greens come back to me in my imagination as if on a canvas a painting I,ve dreamed were the tallest of trees leaning together to make all of the shades of the brightest of greens.
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May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 3:45 AM UTC
Emerald