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I'm standing by the John Keats statue,
Thinking if only he had eyes,
The sights he would have seen,
Since dark evolving times,
...

You stay in your box,
I'm fine out here,
Watching you trapped going in circles,
Then telling your friends I'm strange to reassure
...

It's only time that can take you off,
off of my mind.

Lonely times with a cigarette,
...

Work becomes an institution,
Home becomes a grave,
Chaos treat me fairly,
Be my friend.
...

5.

The truth it can be fatal,
But only if you've sinned.
Ask the upper class,
Who put lifetimes in a bin.
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I'm welcomed by security,
'Why are you here'
I show my book,
They let me pass,
...

To my love on her birthday and every other day of time.
Patricia da silva,11/03/12

With your seagull like eyes
...

The Best Poem Of Michael World

The Shard Of Glass In The London Sky.

I'm standing by the John Keats statue,
Thinking if only he had eyes,
The sights he would have seen,
Since dark evolving times,

The crane it moves
so gently
forming shadows over walls,
they weep with discolour,
only moss upon the grooves.

the bell, O how it hollers
in a tired crackled voice,
like an old man with regret,
but the old man has no choice.

The clunks and sounds of crashes
as the Shard does rise,
gazing over London
absorbing all its life.

So when your next at London,
Remember these last lines,
The Shard it will be watching,
The shard has open eyes.

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