Tuesday in Torino

It broke and with it me, things do and then we mend if time kneels before the needy and if the clock turns slowly on the hour otherwise we stay broken, insights into the faraway looks that stay as scars fade and beds made to be undressed in hot flushes everything rushes by so fast…

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Level crossing

We break and broken we make do by muddling through and we mend. Only the cracks to remind us we are not as strong as we think. I am kissed by patina when age should have been a bystander. if I break again I’ll take again the fix. more cracks to look back on, look…

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How many makes a trillion?

The dog star far enough away so that when you wish it takes more than a day to reach it, but how far has a star got to be before you believe that wish from me? Only the fear that you’d break makes me hold back. There’s a lot of the broken the unspoken of people…

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Pieces

There is nothing to see but broken please move along to platform five. Dreaming of poverty thinks nineteenth century. nearer to me my god! They walk the plank to get food from a bank? There is nothing to see but broken…

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Damaged

Well it was the broken heart that did it, she tried to hide it, but me, I spied it, there’s a knack to knowing and I’ve always known, empathy became a second home to me, I see the colours fly auras do not lie, they are the eyes that lay above you. Meditate but we…

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Lucky strike refinery

Top dollar bottom drawer I pick myself up from the floor only to get kicked back down again. Same old nothing ventured but we’re all being sold bit by bit coin raise your hand if you want the promise of the promised land. I want nothing more than to be top dollar bottom drawer without…

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