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Butterflies

Without you every minutes like an hourEvery hour like a dayThen the days turn into butterflies And simply float away The weeks…

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Bored?

The luxury of boredom. The freedom of its design. The boundaries are quite endless And It’s parameters are all mine. I…

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Words

I’ve never done music Only simply words Some need to be shouted While some should probably never be heard… Most of…

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Blown

Litter on the motorway Brains against the wall Both of them were blown there Like leaves that didn’t simply fall But…

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Broken People

Broken people Sunburnt faces Late night dances One time ravers Attention seekers Orgasmic failures Midnight chasers Home breakers Risk takers Love…

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