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my song | Really Bad Lesbian Poetry
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Really Bad Lesbian Poetry. Letting it all hang out. My lady, my lovely. I write you a song. And it comes so easy. Keyboard in my hand. No need to look down or at the screen. My heart is emptying. And you are filling it. Can you hear this. Hear the words floating out of me,. Finding their own wings. Making the room spin. Careful of the clichés. How you inspire greatness. And i wonder if you know it. Can you feel this. Eyes closed i dance with you. Swaying to the flow. You in a dress. And me in a suit.
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waiter there’s a fly in my soup | Really Bad Lesbian Poetry
https://reallybadlesbianpoetry.wordpress.com/2008/11/13/waiter-theres-a-fly-in-my-soup
Really Bad Lesbian Poetry. Letting it all hang out. Waiter there’s a fly in my soup. In the restaurant of eternal damnedness. I like stand up comedy. Not being stood up. Maybe they got the print wrong in the lonely hearts column. Damned editors with high blood pressures. Ill have the wine. 8220;and will you be dining alone? Hmmm…lets see, no get me a pina colada. My other personality likes things fruity. The redhead arrives and i drink from her bosom generously. The way i like it. ILL have the soup.
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sweet dreams are made of these? | Really Bad Lesbian Poetry
https://reallybadlesbianpoetry.wordpress.com/2008/08/27/sweet-dreams-are-made-of-these
Really Bad Lesbian Poetry. Letting it all hang out. Sweet dreams are made of these? Do you dream in colour. In the boxland of dreams. Do you run free. Of hate, lust, deception. And lie next to the river of boundless truth. Do you see yourself in the mirrored water. With daisies locked in the locks. Locked behind closed eyes and lids. Do you run barefoot in the grass in your head. And sing and twirl. A place where the monsters come and chase you. Till you scream and cry and claw and die. Laquo; dont speak.
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sister | Really Bad Lesbian Poetry
https://reallybadlesbianpoetry.wordpress.com/2008/10/17/sister
Really Bad Lesbian Poetry. Letting it all hang out. Can i cry here, now, infront of you? Will it make my growth less? Will it take away from the strength i got yesterday. Im trying so hard to be a big girl,. But sometimes little girl moments. Does it make my tears less important? Does it make my scars less jaggered? Will you actually believe me. If i say i tried,. And i will try harder? There are things here. Things that consume me. Things that rip me off track. Things that dont give a damn. Build a webs...
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Your edge | Really Bad Lesbian Poetry
https://reallybadlesbianpoetry.wordpress.com/2008/09/12/your-edge
Really Bad Lesbian Poetry. Letting it all hang out. Your edge scares me;. When sharpened with anger,. How do things get so muddled,. We slice ourselves into the confusion. The puppy needs food, water and shelter. A few jabs too,. What is the smile of its tail-. Your edge excites me;. When serrated with laughter. Spectator of your eyes, tell me your story? You watch mine too, and say; sad. They too have their own story. I say; look, I am the moon. You say no, you see the sun. A Van Gogh on your lips.
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Jersey Shore by satellitekid on DeviantArt
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Daaik!: Pimped! Wreckfish
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Fresh new zine about to hit the scene - lekker! Wednesday, May 21, 2008. Labels: pimp my dyke. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Lean mean zine machine! View my complete profile. Designed by suckmylolly.com.
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The Light Between Us | Really Bad Lesbian Poetry
https://reallybadlesbianpoetry.wordpress.com/2008/09/01/the-light-between-us
Really Bad Lesbian Poetry. Letting it all hang out. The Light Between Us. The Light Between Us. The Light between us. Turn around to look. And you have not even entered the room. Is held in my soul. And I feel your aura. You are a trail of mist. Before I expire in the sweet longing. Laquo; sweet dreams are made of these? Date : September 1, 2008. Oh my god, you are very good at touching ones soul…i hope to read more of your work…. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Aint got no blog.