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Cold Flint Makes Fire
smiles so rare for her
not a welcoming face
fear in pale grey eyes
of warmth not a trace
appearances can fool
no semblance of fire
that beneath the skin
makes the mask a liar
stumbled into tinder
my chimney smoking
horned into bonfires
deception is stoking
inner magma outed
slow magnetic glow
mechanic love only
imagination can sow
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Tuesday 29th December 2020 10:36 am
Back Story
epics very scurrilous
but I took them all in,
crazy tales of passion
made mine seem thin
lovers by the dozen,
flights to every shore,
my ups and downs
a comparative bore
the facade collapsed,
your name's phoney,
landlord dropped by
called you Miss Toni
you talk up love but I
know not who you are,
little Miss Nobody or
exotic wandering sta...
Monday 14th December 2020 10:51 am
The Conscience You Never Had
That inner limb was lacking
A sense of right and wrong
Like a pane without glass
A melody without a song
You possessed virtues of sorts,
Were, not by any means, all bad,
Yet I remember you only for
The conscience you never had
Fissures materialised where
The inner self was displayed
Skeletons in your cupboard
Facade aside, were betrayed
Good times...
Saturday 10th October 2020 10:59 am
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