Paula Glynn Poems

I don't need to watch Hellraiser:
I'm already living it.
My heart bleeds,
I am all alone,
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Red lipstick gliding on,
Like stiletto heels over feet.
Colour plumps up the mouth,
Its luscious glamour,
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Written in the scars of this heart,
My heart has been battered and bruised,
I have been taken advantage of,
I have been alone and confused,
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I like candy, like bubblegum pop,
I like a fizzy sweet on my tongue,
That shocks the senses like a gobstopper,
And is sweet like Turkish Delight,
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I am competitive by nature, so you lose, I win,
I owe you nothing, I work hard,
I am bull headed, I carry out difficult tasks,
I pull that tractor, I lift up that car,
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I love a cup of tea with a magazine and bar of chocolate,
My husband loves to have a cup of tea with his egg and newspaper,
And at work I make tea for all my colleagues,
And regularly have a refresher at lunch,
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Gold glitters around my neck,
Like a beautiful noose,
Stating grandeur and wealth,
And I will walk in my party heels,
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He calls me his candy girl,
And says he has a sweet tooth,
For I am the birthday girl,
That is too sweet to be used,
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How I have missed you Essex,
With your big county dreams,
And your green, green fields,
In the heatwave of a summer,
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Paint me a picture of the beauty known as life,
Where flowers of all colours bloom in the spring and summer,
And autumn paints a spooky picture,
With the ghouls and ghosts of Halloween.
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