Tag: East London poetry
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Something. Different.
Have you ever felt so overwhelmingly full that you empty everything within Just so you can feel something. Different?
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taste buds.
have you ever woken up one day and the thing you loved the most just didn’t taste the same?
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if poetry wore clothes
“when so many are lonely… it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.”
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She Was And Is And Always Will Be by Eli Oko
Perhaps you have convinced everyone else, but are yet to convince yourself.
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MMXVII
Dear me, I have gone back out into the ocean, with a diffrent perspective, hoping to end this.
