Pride

Ahhh, again this is one of those ‘no edits allowed’ pieces. It causes such pain for me as a writer (and a perfectionist) but screw it! I wrote without rereading and this is my blog sooo, where better to dump it onto the internet? Enjoy.   Pride   I remember being told that pride Was…

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Wrath

Wrath I feel sick Hands shaking, cheeks flushing, insides boiling over Like abandoned fusilli on a hob too small I cannot forget I will not forgive Words slip off my dagger tongue Quicker than I like, Faster than I can think   Other days, The sickness is there, the shaking and flushing But my dagger…

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Devastated

Devastated I guess it’s hard living life in extremes I am not sad, I am anguished I am not happy, I am ecstatic Every emotion overwhelms my capacity a slave to every sorrow every tug at the heart strings When the rain comes most people put up their umbrellas or run for cover. I dance…

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Shorts

  Shorts It’s hot I’m wearing shorts so the sweat on my thighs can escape not to seduce you with my shins Can’t you control your basest instincts? Are they really instincts? Or are you just a cunt using nature as an excuse I can see a tight arse and want a taste But I…

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