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Southend
As the darkness descends on Romford Towwwwnnnnn, I drown in crevices of cloud filled shrapnel, The fragments in the guise of rain could penetrate my brain at any given moment, postponement of predictive ex leaves me in a shivering state of perpetuating plate spinning atrocity, I can’t wait to return to the land and sea…
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Poetry for the People
I wanna bring Poetry to the People, Banish the Elite and welcome the masses to Meet, Secrete in it’s existence, it reaches the Pier de la resistance of Souffend, A City in the making, in ain’t for the faking Faigins of yester year, We cheer for the Working Class who drop their t’s and h’s…
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