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Abram | IP1

Abram

Abram

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I am currently on a gap year, which I’m finding actually more difficult than I thought I would!
I work as a waiter and shop assistant, but my real passion is acting.
I write alot (scripts, stories and poems).
I love music (Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan, Liam Frost, Damien Rice, Bon Iver, Jeff Buckley, Bright Eyes, The Streets, Jarvis Cocker, Rufus Wainwright, Alberta Cross)
I support Liverpool FC
I also love film and theatre.

Age: 33

Gender: Male

Location: Ipswich

Website: http://www.outofargyle.co.uk

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Join Date: 28/01/2009

Last Login: 11/09/2009

Comments: 17

Profile Views: 2898

Uploaded Writing

The last great unknowns of our world, what are they? The Earth’s core? The deep depths of the ocean? So many questions, so many still left unanswered, so many of us are left longing to know more about the wonders that lie unknown to us,…
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The Last…
I was floating through space to see if you were there I was searching through time to see if you were still mine I’ve lost my love, she’s been washed away by a tidal wave of tears and there’s nothing I can do I’ve tried my best, doesn’t…
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Bitter Bump
I’ve got the blues In bright light Covered in darkness My heart skips In the distance That heavy hand Hits that last key My answer Is to forget where you are Lie down, lonely heart I’d end this if I knew Where it begun I built this road I…
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Rose
(What if the world was square?) Where would that leave me?   Standing so far away from you, I’d fall of the edge of the world just to see You.
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If the…
If you walked down the silent street that I know The one I walk down in the night The one I walk down at night The one I stroll past sometimes The one I go by now and again Sometimes it’s easy to enjoy that silence that hangs in the middle…
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The…
I walk across this worn out carpet like I’m stepping across burning hot rocks, My voice is no longer your source of comfort, Your voice is no longer my sweet release, Tension builds and seeps in through my skin and into my blood…
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Naked Conversation
I’ll tie a knot In a rainbow At the end Of it all Wait for you At the side of the road I’ll send up sparks To help you Find your way I’ll stand Where the last man Fell I’ll disconnect This thing From my brain Reconnect it To my heart Let…
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Rainbow…
A seat A table Another seat Bonjour Monsieur Bonjour Un Stella S’il vous plait Tick Tock Walou Merci Tick Tock A seat A table Tick Tock Au revoir Monsieur Au revoir
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A Table…
If I close my eyes and let my senses run wild Would it work, would it have an effect? ~ As the north wind blows in A thousand small pimples ‘set up camp’ across my skin ~ There’s fire in the air That ignites into my lungs ~ Burning through…
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The…
The sun told me to ‘look out and all around!’ ‘Make it mean something’ I was told by the moon The face in the sky shouted to me ‘Let it be what you need, not what you think you want.’ So I sat, sunk deep in the grass, fell back, played dot…
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The Sun,…
The last of your things lie dormant, not unlike my feelings, on the shelve in the now sparsely filled wardrobe that we chose together, My fingertips twirl through your silk nightdress that feels empty, weightless like a turtle dove’s…
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Vacancy
I’ve got the blues In bright light Covered in colour Drowned in darkness My heart skips In the distance That heavy hand Hits that last key My answer Is to forget where you are Lie down, lonely heart I’d end this If I knew Where it…
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Rose
It’s some time since I sat back, Looked at the world, Departed from this reality in a grand subconsciously built space rocket. I want to build a sandcastle in the snow and a snowman in the sand. I want to write a letter and see it float,…
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