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Anna Travers Poems
They say the past is the past And you have to let it go But when they wanna pull you down Its the first rubbish that they throw
Fresh Start (Trinet)
Fresh start Yet again Once again in pursuit of Happiness Where am i heading? which destination?
The world is Diluted Can't be Disputed Everywhere Polluted People Muted
Mayhem and Me
Many people think that they know me, But they can’t see behind these eyes, The pain that still goes on deep inside my heart,
Skint...Great Publicity Stint!
Well done channel 4, on your programme “Skint” It plays nicely into the propaganda publicity stint More false judgement made, on those who are broke While people watch on Thinking we are all a joke
Everywhere i go i see the things i already know no new seeds to sow where is all the new information
Not Proud To Be British
I didn’t want to go to war When i don’t even understand what it’s for No clear idea of what we are battling So much politricks all of which is confusing
Why Is Puppy Love So Easy
Why is loving a puppy so easy? And real love so damn hard? Is it just a simple sad case Of a heart that’s humanly scarred.
Dear Emotional pimp, why are you up in my head Trying to bring to light, to things I put to bed, What do you want, by getting into my mind? What exactly are you hoping to find.
Whats Wrong with Prostitution
Where would one start, …. I guess I should answer that straight from the heart, It’s a world full of violence abuse and hate,
Comments about Anna Travers
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They say the past is the past
And you have to let it go
But when they wanna pull you down
Its the first rubbish that they throw
A weapon to use against me
When they see me nearing the top
With my past they create an obstacle
Forcing me to stop
I try to go thru it
With my ears well shut
As they remind me where i have been
Trying to keep me in a rut
My battle to move past it
Seems harder by the day
With people slinging the dirt
I have tried to put away
As they attack me with new stigma
Names earnt as i try to rise
The fact ...