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nicola burkett (30.04.1984 / South East, London)
Poems of nicola burkett
| 1. | 02- Skynard's Free Bird | 11/2/2006 |
| 2. | 03 - The Man With Beautiful Green Eyes | 11/2/2006 |
| 3. | 04 - Sid n' Nancy | 11/2/2006 |
| 4. | 05 - A Hero | 11/2/2006 |
| 5. | 06 - Enchanted Fairies | 11/2/2006 |
| 6. | 07 - Doc Wilde! ! ! | 11/23/2006 |
| 7. | 08 - A Forgotten Graveyard | 11/5/2006 |
| 8. | 09 - Honour under the Old Oak Tree | 11/2/2006 |
| 9. | 10 - Caught In the Fire | 11/2/2006 |
| 10. | 11 - The Road | 11/2/2006 |
| 11. | 12 - Ethos of a poet | 11/2/2006 |
| 12. | 13 - The Victim | 11/2/2006 |
| 13. | 14 - 100 pieces of myself | 10/18/2006 |
| 14. | 15 - Deep Crimson | 11/2/2006 |
| 15. | 16 - Deaf, Dumb & Blind | 11/2/2006 |
| 16. | 18 - Simon Said | 11/16/2006 |
| 17. | 19 - Sleep & Awake | 11/18/2006 |
| 18. | 20 - The Bridge to Nowhere | 11/19/2006 |
| 19. | 21 - Victorian Poverty | 11/18/2006 |
| 20. | 22 - A Victorian Bride | 11/19/2006 |
Stereotype
Don't try to stereotype who i should finally grow to be
I'll make my own mistakes which will make me, me
Please don't pigeon hole me into a perfect little box
I'll eat with my fingers and wear odd socks
I do not need a written script or my life mapped out
I'll lie in on Sundays and leave my clothes lying about
I do not wish to be who you expect me to be
I'll write my own story one that’s suited to me
I'll never walk in the shoes you have worn for years
