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Willow

“If you don’t like where you are, then move – you are not a tree,” you say, even though you know I might as well be; this is where I have grown, from seed to tree, and so I have these roots

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Willow

“If you don’t like where you are, then move – you are not a tree,” you say, even though you know I might as well be; this is where I have grown, from seed to tree, and so I have these roots

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Our Streets

Against my wishes, and against my pride, my wild amber eyes still insist on searching the streets that used to be ours, but why? I don’t want to see you. My God, I do not want to see you. But still, every day, every time

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Our Streets

Against my wishes, and against my pride, my wild amber eyes still insist on searching the streets that used to be ours, but why? I don’t want to see you. My God, I do not want to see you. But still, every day, every time

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It Must Be Love

I witnessed a most distressing metamorphosis. She was sitting opposite me on the Tube. 45 of her finite minutes spent applying 28 different cosmetics to her perfectly fine face. She was stunning when she sat down: at Oakwood she was

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It Must Be Love

I witnessed a most distressing metamorphosis. She was sitting opposite me on the Tube. 45 of her finite minutes spent applying 28 different cosmetics to her perfectly fine face. She was stunning when she sat down: at Oakwood she was

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Revelation

It no longer matters whether I believe in God. What matters is whether there’s a god somewhere that believes in me.

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Revelation

It no longer matters whether I believe in God. What matters is whether there’s a god somewhere that believes in me.

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Surreptitiously Yours

Every kiss is our last. Every kiss is goodbye until the next time which will definitely be our last time ’til the next time. Every kiss is our last because we won’t last. Every kiss is our last.

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Surreptitiously Yours

Every kiss is our last. Every kiss is goodbye until the next time which will definitely be our last time ’til the next time. Every kiss is our last because we won’t last. Every kiss is our last.

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Kill Your Darlings (2013)

“Be careful, you are not in Wonderland. I’ve heard the strange madness long growing in your soul. But you are fortunate in your ignorance, in your isolation. You who have suffered, find where love hides. Give, share, lose — lest

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Kill Your Darlings (2013)

“Be careful, you are not in Wonderland. I’ve heard the strange madness long growing in your soul. But you are fortunate in your ignorance, in your isolation. You who have suffered, find where love hides. Give, share, lose — lest

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The Best Version

These arrived on my doorstep today: two new pairs of trashy earrings courtesy of SheIn, On Being Blue: A Philosophical Inquiry by William H. Gass (which, despite some particularly scathing reviews, sounds bloody brilliant), and a friend popped over briefly and

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The Best Version

These arrived on my doorstep today: two new pairs of trashy earrings courtesy of SheIn, On Being Blue: A Philosophical Inquiry by William H. Gass (which, despite some particularly scathing reviews, sounds bloody brilliant), and a friend popped over briefly and

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La Luna

The moon looks so beautiful tonight; the perfect sliver of silver looks so shocking against its concrete backdrop, so confident, so imposing. I love our moon far more than the sun for its ability to stir up thoughts and feelings that

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La Luna

The moon looks so beautiful tonight; the perfect sliver of silver looks so shocking against its concrete backdrop, so confident, so imposing. I love our moon far more than the sun for its ability to stir up thoughts and feelings that

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Ice, Ice Baby

I was in the supermarket buying dinner for one of the homeless men who I keep an eye on, when a girl from school who I couldn’t be bothered to talk to walked into the shop. I put my sunglasses

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Ice, Ice Baby

I was in the supermarket buying dinner for one of the homeless men who I keep an eye on, when a girl from school who I couldn’t be bothered to talk to walked into the shop. I put my sunglasses