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Home home home.
Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped in the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
Of anyone to please, it withers so,
Having no heart to put aside the theft.
And turn again to what it started as,
A joyous shot at how things ought to be,
Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:
Look at the pictures and the cutlery.
The music in the piano stool. That vase.
[Piano stool=platic chair used as TV stand]
[Vase=ugly ornaments covered with Will Young, Orlando Bloom and Linda Barker]
I'm not sure if I'll miss it. We had a lovehate relationship.
My head is a horrible swirling mass of thoughts and emotions. The last few days have involved a lot of hiding away and quietly sobbing.
I did not break up with Bloke last night. Only just.
I ate veal, it was divine. veal=>eval=>evil?
I don't know where I want to be
let us all say Glastonbury.
I think I miss him.
Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped in the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
Of anyone to please, it withers so,
Having no heart to put aside the theft.
And turn again to what it started as,
A joyous shot at how things ought to be,
Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:
Look at the pictures and the cutlery.
The music in the piano stool. That vase.
[Piano stool=platic chair used as TV stand]
[Vase=ugly ornaments covered with Will Young, Orlando Bloom and Linda Barker]
I'm not sure if I'll miss it. We had a lovehate relationship.
My head is a horrible swirling mass of thoughts and emotions. The last few days have involved a lot of hiding away and quietly sobbing.
I did not break up with Bloke last night. Only just.
I ate veal, it was divine. veal=>eval=>evil?
I don't know where I want to be
let us all say Glastonbury.
I think I miss him.