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By Ian Dawn
I had this come to me as I soaked yesterday
Poetry | Updated Feb 11, 2013 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 8
Wash away the harshness of pain.
By Love Reaper
Inspiration: my cold tub
We love to bathe in negative emotions
By Scribblings Of A Middle Aged Mad Man
Written while hung over, at Glastonbury in 2002. It was a rare sun filled morning and I was sat at the opening of the tent constructing this poem. I soon realised it was time to get my pen.
Poetry | Updated Dec 30, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 1
Why tell me what delirium is meant to be
We age with time, in what dreams do we believe
Hope for today was almost scary, on the contrary, flocks of my sheep are dieing
So what good Shepperd's gives up trying
They told me to go to sleep, and Jesus Christ would wash my feet
Slip and sin, we...