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Post by twistedangel on Jun 26, 2014 4:52:44 GMT -5
Flat 15 Late night visitors early hours slamming Days in silence we all know wot goes on
Wise monkeys or ostriches See or hear or speak no evil for our heads in sand The bogey mans a mandem There be monsters in 15
St George slays no more Arms tire before the hydra Robert Peel sits an sighs Promises but hollow tales Arthurian lands rotted an died
How many 15s did it take to seal Great Britains fate Excaliber not lost to the lake Under weight of crack cocaine did a once mighty sword break
Yet thats a lie, an excuse Flat 15 thrives cos of our silent eyes, cos our homes are but isolation cubicles
Neighbours all strangers All cry out for community none know how to make first move toward solidarity
"United we stand divided we fall" Devil laughs behind a wall Flat 15 down the hall
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Jun 26, 2014 23:45:33 GMT -5
Post by goldfinch on Jun 26, 2014 23:45:33 GMT -5
Very nice. Thank you.
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Post by windfog on Jul 20, 2014 3:27:23 GMT -5
Deep, thought provoking, really good! W.F.
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Jul 20, 2014 3:52:05 GMT -5
Yes, very thought provoking and expressed well. Flat 15 is everywhere and everywhen. Odd aspect of humanity. It’s ugly and I’ve been a part of it myself. Doesn’t mean I get it though.
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