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My Poetry |
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When i feel inspired and have nothing to do I
like to write poems. |
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Ode to my mum |
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Much as I damn the day when I was
born Sorry I smoked pot, I didn't mean to
make you feel hurt I'm so rude and my good feelings
never show |
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[Sunday 21st May, 2000]] |
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Dear Martina |
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I don't have much to say I just thought about you today! Many years went away You were so good Did I ever apologize? I had never been forgiven I still complain I've nothing more to say |
[Tallinn, July 1997] |
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[Tuesday 23rd May, 2000]] |