Back to work blues

No new year cheer in here just reminders of old turkey bones and cold stale tins of beer where stood a few days past a riot of celebrations which we knew would never last stand I because I couldn’t get a seat. Oh yes the underground’s a flamin’ treat. There’s no favouritism here it’s as…

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Contractual obligations

Life is razor thin but death’s no place to begin so let’s start when the heart starts to beat you might cut yourself shaving but I know that you’re saving the bleeding for me an edge on the edge and I’m begging to fall toppling into the abyss and it swallows me all of me until I become…

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