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We’ll Meet Again
Your bandaged, bleeding hands, worked hard on Thursday night, and they’ll be busy today, bothering the bunting, that you have fixed, four hundred times, before four AM, for the sake of your neighbour’s eyes, and your sense of national pride. You tell me, “We’ll Meet Again”, and I’m not sure, that I’m ready for that…
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Love Forever
Starlight’s gone, aligned but burned, I wondered what you wished for, and that burned too. There are no kings now, only soldiers, scraping through each day, hoping for the sight of something special, that never comes. I’m not a king, I’m not a soldier, I’m not the type to stay away, from you, and some…
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I Don’t Mind If You Forget Me (But I Might Top Myself If You Do)
I fall apart but nobody can tell, because my mother raised me well, and I was seeking the stage, since I could speak, so, like a Boy Scout, I was always prepared. The show must go on, after all, so, I slip a smile on my face, tell everyone, including myself, that every aching word,…
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Diverse Verse on Alphabet Radio
Hola amigos, My new show, Diverse Verse, will be airing live on Alphabet Radio, the brand new pop up LGBTQUIA+ radio station on Soho Radio, this evening, at 9PM BST (4PM EST), and I’m really excited for you to hear it. You can listen live, from 9PM, here You can listen on demand, after the…