Petra Creffield Poems

A year of no regrets? Would surely wanton abandon would ensue?
Intriguing experiment it could be, to play with the role of a free me.
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One is the loneliest number that you will ever know
One hope for redemption from the darkness below
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They lay side by side
each seeking slavation
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Drop down, dropp through.
Just simply let go.
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PROCESS

Arrive too afraid to even speak
To strange house on Irish peak
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A friend in fair Verona plays today
While I in Cattollica stay
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Off the Wagon

Am drunk as a skunk
Fell off the wagon for sure
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Chathamina Lush

I wish I didn’t have to work tomorrow
Not have to face the pain or the sorrow
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Dark Days

So tired of this
Pain after pain
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Graham2

Are you a holiday romance?
Temporary comfort blanket
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