Telephones ringing the changes.
Banging hard inside my head.
Who are you bothering me?
Needing peace, please let me be.
Freedom is for dreamers.
Dreaming is for sleeping.
Houses for fashion.
Musing for using.
One night stands.
Final demands.
Bills of rights.
Feisty nights.
Long lost lovers.
Cold to each other.
Holding hands carved of ice.
Coventry won't be so nice.
Know how you're feeling.
Head must be reeling.
Maybe it's numb.
Having a mother, but never a mum.
(c) Livvi
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Telephones ringing the changes.
Banging hard inside my head.
Who are you bothering me?
Needing peace, please let me be.
Freedom is for dreamers.
Dreaming is for sleeping.
Houses for fashion.
Musing for using.
One night stands.
Final demands.
Bills of rights.
Feisty nights.
Long lost lovers.
Cold to each other.
Holding hands carved of ice.
Coventry won't be so nice.
Know how you're feeling.
Head must be reeling.
Maybe it's numb.
Having a mother, but never a mum.
(c) Livvi
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