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Graham Pountney Dec 2015
Her eyes a murky greenish blue
Her skins so soft, and rugged too
Her voice calm is calling you
My eyes are shut and when lights are off
We take the time to make small talk.
Graham Pountney Dec 2015
Restless
Resting
Oh how the day fades.
Tempting
Tempt me
Oh look what your lust made.
Graham Pountney Jun 2015
I'D EXPRESS MYSELF IF I COULD JUST FIGURE HIM OUT.
Rllytho
Graham Pountney May 2015
My thoughts are running, on an unstationed path.
My mouth is cunning, , im coughing tar, terribly rough black.
I smell like a bag of ******* chippers,
Graham Pountney May 2015
I've hung my own noose
i swear these ghosts are in bloom.
Graham Pountney May 2015
******* spitting blood,
eyes darting and crazed.
I'm head over heals, and my teeth just met the pavement
i could od on you
Graham Pountney May 2015
Everybody's always shaking,
making shook slanted statements.
Deflate.
Pressure builds, but easily falls.
Express hate.
Don't bottle it.
I'd rather have a briefly bittered tongue.
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