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Alarm bells ring
are you listening?
the policemen come and
catch someone *******.
It's Saturday night
the beer was alright
walking through the
West End wonderland.

In the doorway,
there's a stranger sleeping,
toes are peeping out from his old shoes,
a card that says he's homeless and he's hungry
he's just another person to abuse.

...chorus.
 Sep 2015
Vanessa Gatley
I dont need
A boy
A man is wiser
I am so young
When I do find 1
Man
Who is clean like me
Of a record relationship
Then We'll go further
I'll be a Queen
While others are a *****
 Sep 2015
Vanessa Gatley
Wiry
Occupied
Reviving
Keep
All I been doing
How you work
Mind full of power
Your's full of
Jello
 Sep 2015
DG
As I sit here and wonder how things would have turned out,
Not to have been part of your life was there ever a doubt.
I would see you again, just didn't know when.
A long time has passed, wondering how you have been.
Just to see your face one last time is something I never would have thought,
You have been on my mind all this time, something that I had always and never forgot.
The lessons that I learned from you, made each day more pleasant,
Your teachings of everyday life were such a warm and needed present.
I leave you now knowing you are safe in his arms,
No more pain or suffering, away from all harm.
Rest with the angels, until we all will see you once more.
We love and have missed you, things we will always adore.
Watch over us now, for one day it will come.
When we are laughing and talking and having oh so much fun.
We miss you mom, but we are glad that you made it home.
We wouldn't have wanted it any other way even if it meant for us to be alone.
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 Sep 2015
vivianne
she is still living
just (barely) existing
because this book
is her only friend
and she doesn't know why
she's still trying
but she's still trying
and trying
and trying
and trying
but no matter
how hard she tries
her plans still cancel
she is always left alone
will she always be alone?
the title is from the book i write most of my poetry on before i put it here.
 Sep 2015
GaryFairy
no direction, dressed in distress
suppressed by excess of regret
expected infection, hard to digest
a left mess that's best to forget

projected wreck is yet to accept
object of the reflected effect
where defective breath has wept
i rest in the echo of my neglect
people that mattered didn't stay,

i begged of them not a day
or a night together,

some while,

a pause eye on eye,

hint of a smile
glimpse of a cry,

but they weren't easy,

people that mattered were too busy,

shadows moving, moved away,

while i begged of not a day
not a night together

only a while
eye on eye

to make things better.
Strange how strangers
Culminated to  lovers
But funny how lovers
Culminated to srangers
Not even mere friends.
#heart broken #thoughts
    #depression #doldrums
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