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Paris

She reminds me of Pariseverywhere she goes,everything she does. She sits on the couchand crosses her leg. Part of me wishes I knewsomeone who lived…

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Sticky

Eventually,The world swirls round.You and I,Stuck together.Fizzing up and overAll over my shirt.I am stuck with two choicesGo home and change my shirt,Or go on…

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Walls

You’ll find me behind the wall I’ve built around myself. I want you here with me, behind these walls, But there is a line- One…

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