13 March, 2011 at 12:56 (Uncategorized)

I like making things with you
I do
I like writing and drawing and
making things with you.
There is nothing nicer than
sitting down and
making plans
with you.
I do
like making things with you.

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5 March, 2011 at 22:25 (Uncategorized)

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5 March, 2011 at 22:13 (Uncategorized)

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4 March, 2011 at 23:30 (Uncategorized)

I thought I knew when to count,
but are we still at the table?
because I’ve been counting for a while now
as I thought the deal was done.
I’m not looking to walk away
any time soon
I’m certainly not intimidated enough to run.
Go on then, take it all away from me,
I got what I wanted
and the deal is done.

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I Am Not Enough

2 March, 2011 at 23:06 (Uncategorized)

My heart is too small and I am not enough,
They have wrapped around me every-line, all the fish in the sea,
and you tossed me back and tossed me back
and it was far too much for me.
My heart is just too small, I fear I’m split apart.

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2 March, 2011 at 14:44 (Uncategorized)

Yes, it’s true, I am sat here laughing at you.

Here’s a table full of cards
Here’s the baize and here,
is my stare, at least a mile-yard.

Because, inside, I’m laughing at you.

Did you see how he dealt those cards?
Did you see how he looked at you?
Or did you play into her game?
When she tried to persuade you
to bet her way.

She only does that, so you let her play.
Because, she don’t want to pay.

And inside, I’m laughing at you.

You want to play poker?
You want to play blackjack?
Because I guess it’s true
I’m not playing a game, I’m just playing you.

And I’m sat here on the baize,
and sure I’m laughing at you.

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Oh Muse

1 March, 2011 at 22:42 (Uncategorized)

And when I write of other men
and they wince or turn away
I realise just how patient
you are, and have been and stay.

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