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14 - 100 Pieces Of Myself
(30.04.1984 / South East, London)

14 - 100 Pieces Of Myself

Poem By nicola burkett

I woke up one dreary morning
Dark clouds lay over head
A feeling of loss and fear
Before I get out of my bed
My body in shock
My soul filled with pain
As I look at the screen
Only 44 still remain
An act of wickedness
Tore out my aching heart
Trampled upon it
And ripped it apart

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Comments (3)

be strong i'm gonna be with you, pal!
Shes back. But Nickie be weary of everybody. Great poem of an evil episode. All the best Ian
That's very disheartening Nicola...... Laters...........Joshua.


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