Have I poetically said
what goes on in my head?
A desire to get them in bed
or leave something when I'm dead?
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Launching Your Diary Into Space
PoetryA collection from my old notebooks from my teenage years. A look into the 'birth of Benway'. Featuring angsty love-lorn poems aimed at no one in particular to Dada experiments. A lot of it is old rubbish but someone might read it.
