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LB Preece

Yorkshire, England

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  • 06 Nov 2016

    Blah, blah, blah.

    I talk all day but
    I have no one to talk to.

    I listen to people talk.
    Endlessly.

    Today I

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  • 06 Nov 2016
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    Pause Forever

    I wish I could go back in time,
    to the moment you told me you loved me
    and I knew you really did

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  • 06 Nov 2016

    Am I right or am I right?

    This is an ode to Tori Lester,
    better than a fag and one Swan Vesta.
    Better than all the stars in

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  • 06 Nov 2016
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    The Shadow

    It follows me wherever I go.
    When I wake in the morning,
    when I retire in the evening.
    Every

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  • 06 Nov 2016

    Neighbourhood Cosh

    Up again at ten past three,
    I'm glad I've got my hammer with me.
    It he doesn't turn that music

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  • 06 Nov 2016

    The bargain

    As I walk along
    my purple wallabees squeak.
    I wondered why they were so cheap.
    From Oxford

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