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      Georgie:‘I remember how the lights flickered, then came on, as the train entered the tunnel. I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I felt totally shagged if I’m honest. That night, I admit, I’d enjoyed myself pleasuring him....

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      Discarded Dreams

      Listening to those old songs again They speak of pain and past regret A familiar voice wears a bitter grin Hard living arrives at endless debt   Bending words to avoid all feeling Can’t outrun those distant screams Strange spirts often make a killing Pillaging through discarded...

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      • “A familiar voice wears a bitter grin”
        I can clearly understand your excellently expressed words, dear Damian. Such songs can trigger an endless loop of depressing thoughts. But they hold also the potential to make us aware of the shadows in our soul and help us to heal them.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I too, like that line. You are correct in your assessment, in this instance this one leans towards the latter. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • This is free flowing thought is deep. It is amazing what the mind will produce at any given time.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is amazing and can sometimes depend on the effect of the jellybeans. lol. Appreciate you, cuz.

          Damian

      • There’s nothing worse than past regrets. If we could only get it right the first time it would alleviate so much. But life doesn’t allow it. Sad but true. Good one, Damian.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It would save a bunch of heartache to get it right the first time but life kinda gets in the way sometimes. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • damn it dearest Damian this is great ❤️

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ll take that as an overwhelming seal of approval, and I thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • Great rhymes, awesome message. Well done my friend.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have my moments here and there. lol. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • ” Listening to those old songs again

        They speak of pain and past regret”

        Yeahhh. I get this. The older I get the more I resonate with
        those Truth Tellers of the past

        Thorough work, Damian

        much respect

        Naaj

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Truth tellers of the past often inspire new truth tellers. That’s just my opinion though. Much respect to you sir. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • This hits with the weight of memory that refuses to soften, each line carrying its own ache. I love how the poem lets the past speak plainly—no sugar, just the raw residue of living.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you for your continued support brother, really means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • Oh the layers in this one. It’s interesting how old songs can take us back to a moment and it’s fresh again, but we’re able to look at it through the eyes of hindsight. That’s where regret comes into play. Without hindsight, we don’t know there’s anything to regret. I sit with old tunes sometimes just to remind myself where I am, because of where I’ve been. And then I change the music and carry on. It’s all we can do. But those old ones… Feeling this one, my friend

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Music definitely can take you back in time and without hindsight I agree there would be no regret. Great job deciphering the layers. It also adds more layers when I helped write and arrange some of those old tunes. Some guy once said: “Music is the soundtrack of our lives.” He might be on to something. lol. Appreciate you.

          Damian

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      shattered

      occult cuts of lustvisions and prisms of who we were shattered illusions within me listlesscalculating my odds with this problembetween two mindsets as I go forwarduncover the beauty inside, it is for you to choosedifferent sides of this lightor...

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    • Had a pretty good day. So when this came on, I did get up and dance.

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      • I remember this. Being I’m a musician (50 years+) my first memories – music wise – were of Motown. Marvin Gaye (what’s goin on, inner city blues….) Diana Ross and the supremes (reflections) Stevie wonder (My Cherie amour, Superstition, Higher ground….) The staple singers (Respect yourself) …. I could go on. There was soul to the songs I…Read More

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      nothing else matters

      my focus is off no fascination can I findeyes dim of their flickerthey speak to the lostit is unintentional but my eyes find theirsalchemy of meditation, my medication toxicmy lucidity questionable, I have withdrawnwith nothing to hold my attentionsit...

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