19.38
windblow
lighting bolt
bone breaker
pared
i decided to play up the lunch fiends
by asking them how i was
I'm good am I ok whats the goss ...
they told me about their automatic beds
fuck you could do a bit more with that if you had
one that thumped like a beat in the morning
and shouted oi you out of that pit now ... breakfast table
to make you feel at home before chucking you over the floor
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and i remembered picking boys for a slow
dance that i didn't think much of
because it was so overwhelming an exercise
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my brother would have a luxury
wakening ... i would start with the bear
telling his daddy to wake up and then wrap him
in his dressing gown and gently shepherd him out of bed
and guide him down the stairs to his bacon grill ... he was very
fragile in the morning ... dad was well jealous and hated him ever since
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jumper fluff
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overwhelmingly desperately in love
and there wasn't this duality football thing
nor was there any commitment or even definition to the relationship ...
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