Heart to Head to Paper.

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#tattoo by @kolahari at #thecirclelondon (at The Circle)

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Last apology.

I wonder do you dream of me. The way I dream of you. Or is that beautiful heart now free. Where you see one I still see two. Maybe I should just forget, convince myself with lies. But I know that you don't want to know. Then why can't I forget your eyes?

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Some recent stick + poke tattoos.

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Time standing still, drip drip drip. 

Frozen clock, dissolving pill. Tick Tick Tick. Leaking eyes, misery my art. Your greatest trick trick trick. Bubble in my stomach, stop my heart.  Burying your feelings would be smart.

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I'm a broken clock. 

Frozen in time. 

A hand without another. 

A poem without rhyme.

I'm the loose tap. 

Emptying drip by drip.

You're the space in my bed.

The coat without zip.

I'm that short breath.

At the end of this speech. 

You're the unclimbable mountain. 

The peak I'll never reach. 

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Beast

Beats on the coast. Beast from the sea. Beats down hard. Brings me to knee. Beast make the most. While your free. Cos you're the beast, that beats in me.

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My basement beats video. Sorry for the bad Scottish accent.

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Peel back my skin, let my spirit take form. Dust blow away my bones.  Feel how it was. How it is for my kin.  When the body is no longer the home.  A world divided. Boundaries set.  Fear instilled in the heart.  Brother fights brother.  Sister and mother.  The familiar. Now worlds apart.  Who are you? Who am I?  That we should share this fate. Oh so cold.  We cower in fear, shed not a tear.  When there are those who stand, oh so bold.  Let Morrissey sing, selfish. But these words fall down from above.  We share this world, yes. I am human. Yes. But all I need to do is love.

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Time Travel.

Advice to my 16 year old self. Choose you friends wisely. Cherish and keep them close. Don't worry about people judging you. Your own opinion is the one you'll value the most. Dont take drugs. You may love them. But they are not your friend. They'll chew you up. Spit you out. Leave you broken in the end. Don't straighten your hair. Brush your teeth. Don't smoke although it looks cool. Education is key, its also free. And a very useful tool. Love yourself. Love others.  Don't be careless with the heart. If someone is careless wth yours. You're better worlds apart. Don't lie. Don't steal. Smile and be polite. The use of fists shows your weak. Use your brain to avoid fights. Talk to your parents, learn from them. They love you above all else. Seek knowledge and love. Peace and truth. Shy away from fame and wealth. Every morning look in the mirror. Say 5 positive things your see. Help others. Work hard. Don't let time go to waste. No piercings, no hair dye. Dress smart. And certainly no tattoos on the face. These things and more I would tell that boy. In midst of youthful bliss. But now I'm grown. The years have shown. And all I can do is reminisce.

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Full Circle

Dear Plymouth It's been nice. And I'll miss you a lot. You were there when times were hard. You're interesting, quite hot. But I think I need space. Time to look around. Find another place. Somewhere I can settle down. You are really pretty and sometimes your fun. Better for me than london. But your just not the one. I'm sorry to do it over facebook. Must make your feel blue. Plymouth, your a really great place. But. Don't call me, I'll call you.

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Head over Heels

Head over heels. Cos nothing else is good enough. See how it feels. Through the easy. Through the tough. My skin peels, from the heat of your love. Take the smooth. Take the rough.  I want head over heels.  Cos nothing else is good enough. I want head over heels. To find me.

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Clickety Clack.

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Passing Ships.

Our eyes meet across a smoke filled room.  I turn to look either side..  Surely She can't be looking at me  She begins to walk toward. Each footstep is like rolling thunder, akin to my beating heart.  Her mouth, like two rose colored pillows.  A kiss from her could raise the dead.  Her eyes like two green pools waiting to be dived into.  Closer she walks, her smooth pale legs moving rythmic. I'm Hypnotised  Think of something to say.  Anything.  A poem. A sonnet.  Christ I'd even settle for a cheesy pick up line.  My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.  I can't....  She stops. Opens her mouth, and speaks.  Her voice...  It's...  It's like the harsh morning call of a raven .  No songbird.  More of a tainted soul.  It's captivating.  ''Do you have a cigarette?'' But this is no mere attempt at a free hit of nicotine.  This is more.  So much more.  This is, I find you extremely attractive. She wants me.  No, she needs me.  The heavens have opened.  The gods have smiled upon me.  My words bubble up like an epileptics froth.  I answer.  So smooth.  So sexy.  So sophisticated.  ''NO'' She stands for a second.  And I see the smile leave her eyes.  She turns.  And walks out the door.  Fuck. 

I sure picked the wrong day to quit smoking.

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Bottle Boy

Somewhere along the line, their ability to convey emotion died.  A disturbing moment forever crystalized in their mind. Show no fear, but is not unafraid.  Show no joy, while heart leaps.  Sorrow is no stranger, yet tears have remained un-shed.  I ask is it human to keep it bottled. Feelings remain denied. They look to me and whisper. I'm smiling.  On the inside.

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Thrill of the chase

Fall or fly.  Paper wings. Do or die. Fraying strings Scratch the sky. Plummet down to dirt.  Reach the summit.  Lift her skirt. Bite full lips.  Rip his shirt.  Dirty boy.  Shameless flirt.

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Emily.

Glaswegian rose.  Scottish friend.  English boy. Message to send. My faults are endless, list goes on.  You stuck by me although I was wrong.  With camera in hand you entered my world.  And a beautiful friendship became unfurled. Unfinished filming. Because my mind was trapped.  My heart in a vice my energy sapped.  I want to create with you. Something great with you. You told me once if you were a boy you'd wish to look like me.  If I was a girl. I could only wish to have a drop of your heart your temperance. Your beauty.

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Socking Slinkz

FOX with the yats. HOUND with the brew. Just a coupla cats, tight little crew. You towered over me in stature and steeze. Taught me to crease, taught me to sleaze. My lost big brother. My friend born of another. We crease about tooty, frutti, n lucy. Met up in town after linkin some poosy. Laughed so hard. Never cried. Friendship dwindled, but our love never died. Just been on the crashup. Just got outta pen. I wonder can we ever be as tight again ? Thinking of old times I laugh till I'm sick. But all I wanna do is buss that profile pic.