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Last Updated: 14/02/2007 00:02:15
The little things that mean so much
The reassurance of your kisses
Tender sensations at your touch
The eternal thrill of being called Mrs
Used and deceived so many times
Destitute and broken-hearted
Ben
Could it really be
That you love me for me?
It sounded too good to be true
A leap straight into the unknown
With no idea how to love you
And only used to being alone
What else could I do
But give my heart to you?
Finally, now finally
My broken heart has been mended
I'm part of you, you're part of me
The way that destiny intended
Wedding bells, our wedding bells
No sound has ever been sweeter
We are proof that true love still exists
And all I want to do is love you
I love to love you
Ben
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Poetry - Jazz Hands By Lee Cassanell
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See the weight of the world in the breath of a girl puffing rolled cigarettes by the wayside
She's a slip of a thing but Oh Lord she can sing any song for a piece of your change.
I saw her last week with my tongue in my cheek I said 'What would you do for a fiver'?
She replied with a wink
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Poetry - Mummy Dearest By Maurice Fairfield
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The pretty little butterflies
Are dancing o'er the waterfall
The little birds are tweeting
And the baby lambs are bleating
And from a little way away
I hear the sound of kids at play
Oh what a lovely lovely day
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Poetry - The Youngest Apple of my Eye Shaun Heesom
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It broke my heart to hear you cry
The youngest apple of my eye
Don't be so deep for it's inside you weep
While your young brave face stays dry
I've loved you since the day you were born
And every day hence that you have grown
You're in my soul but most of all
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Poetry - Fallen Angel By Shaun Heesom
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On a virtual site, of a cattle market style
I once saw a vision with a Mona Lisa smile
Her hand reached out to my visual screen
And slapped me in the face for what I'd seen
She bared her soul to an unseen crowd
And asked for understanding right out loud
To take her to our hearts warts and all
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Poetry - The Torturers Apprentice By Lee Cassanell
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Crack goes the whip and the innocents blink
As the masochists crawl to the bar man
A girl looks him over but he see right through her
And knows she would fuck up his Karma.
Lips part to speak but the word on the street
is that everyone's
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Poetry - Let's Call Her Crystal Now By Joe Hakim
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Bump into a girl
I used to go to school with
in town,
she used to be called
JXXXX-
let's call her Crystal now.
When we see each other
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Poetry - Uncivil War By Lee Cassanell
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The rumble of battle rolls over the cattle who've come to be slaughtered today.
With Pitch forks and Slings they march over the hill to the field of the beast and the brave.
They have nothing to show for a life full of toil so they fight and they fuck and they booze.
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Poetry - Lunar By Mike Watts
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Ancient luminous coin
Gripped within the crush of space
How solemn you are,
And how freely
Your pale borrowed light
Enriches earth evenings.
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Poetry - Leave No One Behind By Del Abe Jones.
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They have found some more remains
That have lain hidden for so long
And no matter what excuse they make
There is something surely wrong.
What if you were a Family
Who had nothing to lay to rest
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Poetry - Summer Dress and Unbounded Heart By Kevin Webster
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A blanket lay upon the sand
Textures fine, her colours fade
Your seat is by my side, at hand
Small undulations made
The sea is cool by day, yet this
Is evening tide, a time to play
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Poetry - The Price They Pay By Del Abe Jones.
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The only ones who give more
For the high cost of Liberty
Than those we send to fight our Wars
Is the Military Family.
For a few years and sometimes more
They lend us their loved one
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Poetry - Taking Sides By Steve Rudd
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They're dead already; displaced
Souls without soles, disgraced
Bare feet, as cracked as the desiccated ground
Raining blows on their toes
Marching ever onward, in the heat of the night
Passion features not - when
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Poetry - Once a Thought Night By Mike Watts
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In this age of new disease
Where bronchial factories wheeze
Chronic clouds pour poison
Land lubricates the ocean
And every inch of green
Is bullied by machine.
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Poetry - Old Friend By Shaun Heesom
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Under the influence of alcohol
An old friend almost died
Some southern tart broke his heart
And never even cried
We grew up through school together
I guess, from the age of nine
When my marriage was
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Poetry - One Day In Daphnes Life By Mike Watts
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Creeps creeping through her house helped themselves
And left caramel-coloured shit reeking in every room.
She was scrubbing when the police arrived.
In the lounge, a new space carpeted with dust
And her yucca collapsed
Against the couch.
In the kitchen an open freezer
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Poetry - Christmas Spree By Del Abe Jones.
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The World is in turmoil
There's War everywhere
People starving and homeless
And not enough seem to care.
It's not their kid who's dying
In someplace across the sea
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Poetry - The Festive Fifty By Jim Higo
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I could top the charts with a power number,
A political song, raise the masses from slumber,
Do a gig on the Humber.
Dance on stage with footwork nifty,
I'd rather be in the festive fifty.
I could get Mick Jones to
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Poetry - My Girlfriend Can't Erase Her Past By Maurice Fairfield
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My girlfriend can't erase her past
It's giving me the blues
The signs of other lovers last
She's covered in tattoos
She'd been around the block a bit
I knew that from the start
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Poetry - A Day of Infamy By Del Abe Jones.
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Around eight o'clock in the morn
In Nineteen forty-one
On December the Seventh
Our World War Two was begun.
We'd tried to stay out of it
And said, it was not our fight
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Poetry - More Is Not Better By Del Abe Jones.
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We have been at the War this time
Longer than that one in Forty-one
With maybe not as many casualties
But too many, more than one.
The right thing when we started
And sent Troops to Afghanistan
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Poetry - Number Two By Laura Fry
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That autumn day you brought bad tidings
Daddy was never coming back
I was so young, but understood it
And my whole world had turned to black
You didn't even let me say goodbye
Because all this time you just
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Poetry - Seven Come Eleven (after 9/11) By Del Abe Jones.
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On this day we remember
That "day of infamy"
And sadly we understand
More than we want to see.
A "sneak attack" on Freedom
And the American way
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Poetry - Dancing Angels By Andy Grant
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We round the bend to see your might,
Your power raw and flames so bright,
You singe and burn the naked skin,
Begin to boil the blood within,
Water on the battle cry,
To fight the beast we fear inside,
You attack again with steam and smoke,
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Poetry - Summer Babe By Beth McGann.
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So you let me know, cheers, by the lake
That we've capsized from our stolen state of grace.
The water looks so glassy now,
fragile seeming; curt somehow
The leaves pass no judgement on the vast waste of your head
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Poetry - On the Netto Breadline By Beth McGann.
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The path I walk is worn to bare rock
of ages pacing
woods between sea and hills
shafts of sunshine make wet stones
glisten over stunted roadside roses.
the sky abortion-red
pressing thorns into my destiny
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