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Nick Moore Oct 19
I used to wish
For an
Eraser,
To rub out
All the painful episodes
Off my life,
The
Hardships and
Strife

It's taken many years
To fully realise,
The golden prize

Empathy

To know
How it feels,
The deal it seals

No
Good
Without
The
Bad
This is the first version.

I used to play
A little game
With myself

The eraser blazer

I'd think of all the unwanted scenario's
From the past
And give them a blast
With the
Eraser blazer

Imagining the new and
Improved me
For all to see

Until realising
There's no good
Without the bad
Nick Moore Oct 18
Wake up
In
The middle
Of
The
Night

Consciousness
Can
Focus
On
Things
Normally
Out of
Sight

Exaggerating
Tiny
Details,
To which it
Clings

What
A
Relief
The
Morning
Brings
Hunter's moon last night.
Nick Moore Oct 10
Once a jelly
Escaped from it's mold,
It wasn't very good
With the rules
Been
Told

Heading to the ocean
To be
Weightless
And
Free

Sliding across land
And eventually
Landing
On  
Sand

A small climb
Into the
Brine

Floating around
A jellyfish
Was found,
It was love at first
Wobble
And
Bobble

In no time at all
Some offsprings ensured,  
Who was to
Tell them  
It couldn't happen?

And as they matured,  
Came to be
Called
Gelateenagers
Nick Moore Oct 7
My muse
My muse
Don't leave me hanging,
I'm in the dark
Just standing

Bring me what I need
I'm the conduit
You are the seed

The mystery
I cannot fathom,
Could my time be better spent?
If ego?
At least
I'd know

But it's white
Hiding in snow


Song, Paul Weller - Has my fire really gone out?
Nick Moore Oct 4
An
Avalanche
Of
Rolling stones,
The
Dust starting
To
Clear,
Suddenly
Out of nowhere
Appeared
**** jaguar,
Running faster
Than age should allow,
The other animals
Made noises
Of
Approval,
He was one of a kind.
It was a
Ruby Tuesday,
The rain got
Off it's cloud,
**** Jaguar
Sprinted towards
A cave,
Gimme shelter
Could be
Heard

Song- Monkey Man by The Rolling Stones
I'm a fleabit peanut monkey
And all my friends are junkies
That's not really true
I'm a cold Italian pizza
I could use a lemon squeezer
What you do?
But I've been bit and I've been tossed around
By every she-rat in this town
Have you babe?
But I am just a monkey man
I'm glad you are a monkey woman too
I was bitten by a boar
I was gouged and I was gored
But I pulled on through
Yeah, I'm a sack of broken eggs
I always have an unmade bed
Don't you?
Well I hope we're not too messianic
Or a trifle too satanic
But we love to play the blues
But well I am just a monkey man
I'm glad you are a monkey woman too
Monkey woman too babe
I'm a monkey man
I'm a monkey man
I'm a monkey man
I'm a monkey man
I'm a monkey
I'm a monkey
I'm a monkey
I'm a monkey
Monkey, monkey
Monkey
Monkey
I'm a monkey
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Keith Richards / **** Jagger
Nick Moore Oct 3
Remiel archangel of hope,
Without it
We're broke,
Devine visions you bring,
When the darkness comes
I hear you're voice sing

The light in the night
And the
Darkness
In the day,
Not just one shade of
Grey
There’s a skeptic I know who remains inconvincible
Certain that logic is something invincible
Loathe to accept
The secrets well kept
Unable to pinpoint the primary principle
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