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With bated breath
the lovers await you
They smile; soon you’ll kill the light
They close their eyes, inhale and exhale deeply
Already they feel the heat … between their legs
They smile knowingly

The broken-hearted curse your arrival
You herald the long lonely nights
Nights so long, they long…


Even the house conspires

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Through the sound of the telly, you hear them
Your neighbours
The nocturnals in the derelict building
Soon the heat from their fires will warm your wall
Whisps of smoke will drift through the old brick wall
You wanted neighbours, but… not drug addicts
You hope they don’t set the place of fire, again

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Families are great; we love them but are there not times, you feel like you hate them?

We love our families, but let’s face it, we wouldn’t choose some of our family members as friends. Some we wouldn’t even want to know; we would avoid them like the plague. …

Jacqueline A

Potential should be realised.

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