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I think my hand fits yours
quite well.
I think your heart fits mine.
Quite disturbing really
how I can't seem to breathe
without you.
I heard a song that was about you
and all the chords they reminded
me of you
and Wilde said honey, my biography
is for you
and we laughed at his stupidity.

You broke every bone in my body
shattered like a glass
and Wilde said honey there
aint no sun without you
and I cried at his audacity.

Round the back of the schoolyard
over the burnt out hills
under the cock strung blues
and into the melody.

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On January 14th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC), chasingwords commented:
Maybe its good to die once in a while.
Maybe, I don't really care if I do.
Maybe it's nice to cry every hour
Maybe if I die, I think I'd die with you.
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On January 14th, 2006 02:41 am (UTC), lah_de_dah replied:
Maybe we'll find the wrong route
Go down the wrong road
And end up at the harbour,
Just in time for our own departure.
You and I, we shall be in Arcadia
By lunch-time.
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On January 14th, 2006 02:52 am (UTC), chasingwords replied:
Four fingers
one for each week until I see you.
We might sail somewhere
if the paper boat season allows it.
If it looks like rain, we'll
hoist the sails
and pretend.
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On January 14th, 2006 02:55 am (UTC), lah_de_dah replied:
I have heard there is a place
Down a filthy back alley,
(Shimmy twice around Eros)
Bang bang, Burlington arcades.
That was made for people like you and me.
It has not been built, the foundations not discovered,
There is no-one quite like you.
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On January 14th, 2006 02:58 am (UTC), chasingwords replied:
(Perhaps thats a good thing)

Do you think it will be
as perfect as it should?
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On January 14th, 2006 03:00 am (UTC), lah_de_dah replied:
I will slip into your pocket,
No eyes or lips, just sound
And together we will roll away the sun.
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On January 14th, 2006 03:02 am (UTC), chasingwords replied:
Do you think the world is ready for us?
Are my questions too much?
I'll be waiting at the schoolgate
at twenty past midnight.
Bring your clarinet
and I my red bow tie.
We will wear black
and do it so elegantly.
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On January 14th, 2006 03:06 am (UTC), lah_de_dah replied:
I will wake up before I sleep.
I will make a racket,
I will make them stare,
I will make them hate.
I will slip my hands into my gloves,
And I will tuck our tickets
Into my socks.
I will,
I will,
I will.
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On January 14th, 2006 03:09 am (UTC), chasingwords replied:
You better.


Snow reminds me of you.
Obviously you were born first
and are the first thing in my song.
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On January 14th, 2006 03:17 am (UTC), lah_de_dah replied:
There is no ink
Without your sweet compound.
There can be no poetry
Without your candle to light our first steps.
Obviously, the mean the mode the median
Is all a bunch of wank.
What we have here
Are words in starlight.
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