It’s a borderline personality thing.

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Conversations with my shadow self Little voices turn in to little people, Who sit in a judgement circle. Archetypes of the different self,   And the shadow self sits as judge. Hope to its left and faith to the right, …

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Hope has gone

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I want the world to go away, What was a playground is now an empty shop, High streets over taken by betting and coffee sipping, Children used words of deepest blue. The monsters no longer hide in darkness, Freedom to …

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Ashamed

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Our green and pleasant land blighted by hate, Little men with little island mentality – Make war against democracy, The weak harnessed to the yoke of injustice – As the world points fingers.   History starts to repeat And the …

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Its not a story but could be

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The four chambers of the dark heart beat. The creature hides shrouded in power; Creating shadow puppets to distract- As claws strip mine human dignity and steal hope, Wings fan the flames of hate while history repeats, Foulest breath poisons …

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Blacken buildings and blackish heart

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Blacken buildings and blackish heart Fill our news while white van men drive over the country. To kill yes kill the brown men of different belief, The same brown men could be found streets a way, But the level of …

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Death sits close

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Death sits close A smell not unpleasant fills the air Each stranger’s look holds deaths eyes, And she takes the form of friend and pet Comfort comes from communication, We sit and chat like old friends, Weighing the past on …

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Silent footsteps cross the mind

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Silent footsteps cross the mind, As sunshine calls the child inside to play, Blue skies and green bud, Blossom on the breeze, And desires burst forth like snowdrops, As ribbons of the mind bind the body, Contorting the soul, Fear …

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Sunday Dreaming

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Skies dance in grey and blue, Sun shines as wind whips, Rain obscures the windows view, And the shadows walk the halls, The voices of the past echo in the silence, The soul sits in contemplation. The enlightenment of isolation, …

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When did it change?

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When did it change? Was it always this way? Was kindness a delusion? Has my psychosis heal? Was the hate always present? Did it hang like shadows? Kept away by medicated realties. Was its voice muffled by drugs? Was vision …

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The Shadows Climb Walls

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Shadows climb walls, As memories infest the contemporaneous, The past now weaponised! The future poisoned. The present encaged Feelings bounce like rubber balls, Times stands still. Trapped between the seconds. I dance in darkness hiding from the light. But soon …

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