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Bren

Bren

Noisy bugger with a loud soul gentleman with a loading-dock vocabulary. I've seen the blackness in men’s hearts and have kept it from mine.

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Tonight

2 min read1 day ago

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i had a good laugh

a few minutes ago

reading about Paul’s comp

i’m having crack part 2

later i cried
that was this afternoon
this is tonight
i drove geting further away from your place
made it to the first corner
nd i started crying
like a little bitch
great chest racking silent sobs
that Shook my body so hard
i had to pull over
i was fucked
proper fucked
i leaned my forehead
O

on the steering wheel
and bawled like a baby
for i dont know how long
once i regained a modicum
of what may have tentatively
been called control
i continued to drive
away from you
red lights saw ne
dhaky again
and then the hot night
screamed into every open window
and tore me a new one
somehow
i made it across town
and onto the freeway
further away from you
i plunged into the six lanes
of Darkness and tail lights
half blinded by tears
occasionaly magnified
by the oncomingheadlights
big fat broken heart tears
that stung as they rolled
hot down my cheeks
big fat heart breaking tears
fecund…

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Bren
Bren

Written by Bren

Noisy bugger with a loud soul gentleman with a loading-dock vocabulary. I've seen the blackness in men’s hearts and have kept it from mine.