Seems like Britain basically wants to rule the world again. Lol! Come on then Liz Truss let's fight them!
By Stanley Collymore † † Get a life Liz Truss as what passes † for your present one has actually long ago passed its sell by date! † Ralistically therefore you basically do really need, to be de-selected † by your constituents Liz. For you are a dangerous and essentially also, a distinctively delusionally † conceited idiot with absolutely † no principles whatsoever, and † literally too, those undeniably † repulsively, and self-servingly † repulsive, characteristics you † obviously have and would so † ...
The world is his Oyster card, Scar it in his life story Shard. London - Zones 1 to 6, Making his mental hits, Where the limitation of his mind permits. Precious memories he tries to find, That heíll never donate in kind.
The world is his Oyster card, Touching in, touching out. A bus trip here, A tube journey there. Never venturing far Into the unknown, 'Country zone' That alien territory, Of unfamiliar landscapes - Strange fares.
Britain needs its Bastille moment as it's not just the Windsors but also Boris and his criminal pals who need the chop!
By Stanley Collymore † When it's not selling medieval and † other similarly useless but even † so basically stupidly, but also † clearly seen as invaluable honours † for cash, having one's distinctively † many private homes then literally † refurbished as a normal outcome † of this and truly when essentially † crucially found out, so noticeably † ardently, adamantly and publicly † but also unconvincingly pretend † it simply had nothing to do with † you and clearly you didn't know † what was so...
Oh Lord, the grief if only for a second it was brief So I could indulge in a sense of relief. † † † I have a broken heart and just like us, itís been torn apart. † † † † I loved you dearly in life while in death I love you still † † You have a place in my heart no one will ever fill.
In a public harem with the priestesses of voluptuousness. And some old ones as well, which soul is darker I wonder. These are for those who need daily passion at any cost. Not a distant dream, real female beauty. Innocence lost. This field is euphonious. And so visually appealing. A playground for your depravity, open 24 hours a day. "50 euro suck and f*ck" so cold and transactional. It just seems lifeless, and yet somehow so full of life. Eager mouths, eager bodies, red lights all day and night.
Why is it that you are just like those visions, that still continue to be awaken within me. Yet the deepness of my soul and mind screams in these silently dreams. Provoking pieces of evidences that is like opening a book once close. A book of the past lies coming back, from the deepness of the darkness of what is now fragments. As pieces of my heart and soul, but with broken tears still under the layers of layers of hurt and pain.That eventually become invisible to see, upon the surface of my skin hidden behind my eyes. For I loved you with all my heart, yet I was blindsided by your words....
how strange it is † to be amidst this many people † and feel so alone † † † † i feel disconnected † † i don't belong † † † † there is the wail of a siren † † screaming down argyle † † maybe to spirit me away † † † † these days † † † † would i even know it if i needed an ambulance?
Not everything can be fixed. Some things are just jinxed. This habit is making me cry. Why do i feel the need to die? I got dizzy from all the stress. My life is now a mess.
My face is blank,but deep inside I'm dead. Nobody ever understood me. Why can't you just shoot me? i fell for the lies and slipped on the rain. Now I can feel only pain. I seem okay,but I'm not. I am starting to rot.
You took a fork and ate out of my brain. Now I am going insane. Was my sanity tasty to you? Is your love really true? I tried to attend and make...
It's the overwhelming, sweeping, Rushing feeling of the abyss. It takes my soul with a swift nothingness. Nothing, But the cold black surface of the mirror. I see myself as a shadow. Empty, Alone . And then I regret, And I cry, And I scream internally, Intentionally, Just to see if I can feel.
I just need to feel.
To see again in this darkness.
I just needed you,
And now you're gone.
Because I am me, And you are you, And we lived it through.