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he wanders through soho at night...
they call me over, I shake
my head, they shout derogatory
stuff as I walk...
and yet I'm lonely...and I
wonder should I tell them I would oh
so like to talk...
my head, they shout derogatory
stuff as I walk...
and yet I'm lonely...and I
wonder should I tell them I would oh
so like to talk...
Published 19th Aug 2014
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19th Aug 2014 1:24am
So many lonely people - a diamond this one Dartford - each edge leads to a facet - flawed perfectly
19th Aug 2014 1:31am
there was a night, back when, when
I was shot to bits, and what they
were offering was the last thing on
my mind...but I wouldn't have minded
some company...
I was shot to bits, and what they
were offering was the last thing on
my mind...but I wouldn't have minded
some company...
19th Aug 2014 2:29am
... that's what most of the forgotten want - just a conversation ...
... Cool vibe !
... Cool vibe !
20th Aug 2014 00:09am
without someone to
talk to, that's without
anyone full stop...
thanks, Lobo...
talk to, that's without
anyone full stop...
thanks, Lobo...
19th Aug 2014 4:41am
20th Aug 2014 00:11am
worried I might have to pay
by the word...
that's why I keep my poems
short..:)
by the word...
that's why I keep my poems
short..:)
19th Aug 2014 5:47am
You write engagingly and the pieces very thoughtful. Language creates who we are. I always want to hear more...
20th Aug 2014 00:15am
language creates who we are...
yes, I can understand that, how
could we think without words...
all we could do in that case is
feel...
hmm...
no, on consideration, thank god
for language..:)
yes, I can understand that, how
could we think without words...
all we could do in that case is
feel...
hmm...
no, on consideration, thank god
for language..:)
