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Hallo my name is Ren, and this is my red book. My red book is a book filled whit poems that i have wrote all by my self.
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Safer in the Night
I wish to avoid such burns,
so I keep far from the fire.
The chances
there for scars,
when close, will run much higher.
Though that warmth be what we treasure
can the fire hold dangers
too.
If the loss we can but measure
sure we'd find this to be true.
Do not tarry near the glowing
of the brightly
guiding light.
By the mind be sure of knowing,
'tis much safer in the night.
operating from a safe distance
While you saw The Wings
I was flying
I was serving The Bewildered
Beast,
signed my name on his coke
while you were feasting on dope
While you were
operating from a safe
distance
I was drenched in neon sunshine
I was rushing out in panic
from every underground in town
Oh, sink
the British Islands
I'll see the light again
Cut loose the lovers
in Regents Park,
the criminals in Cutty Sark
and
all the fucked-up poets from the north
While you were watching Days of thunder
I was practicing the seven wonders
Sink
the British Islands
I'll see the light again
Oh, drop your weights
at threadneedle street
shove them down
beneath
our feet
I've left The End
I'll see the light again
I need a shoulder to puke on
and Its nothing I can escape from
you!
its unmisstakable too
its true
and undeniable
too
Im stuck in my dreams with you
donīt you know
it eats me
aswell as it feeds me
and I wish i could
releave the pressure yet
before Im as good as a living dead
you know if all was so soft and tender
and we had
comfort together
then I could have yer shoulder to cry on
but all of it must come out now
I do not cry feel
like there was a need to cry
It leaves tears, tears tears and more tears to come
I want to revamp my system
clear
all out
I wanna shout
Iīve been all to calm and easy on everything
why do I keep it in
I need a shoulder
to puke on
(please take care of me, see me, for once)
I hope I will irritate you
disgust you
make you,
end up on the edge to leave me totally
and break of all the contact
(but then turn back
to shape me up
and
help me out of the dirt)
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