Alex Turner: On The Road Going Nowhere
I like to write poetry. Please don't hesitate to give feedback on my works.
I’m not alone, I’m not alone, I’m not alone.
Frightening figures, fucking forever.
Death is looming over our minds.
Warp our imaginations some more!
never!
You are a bore
to the hand that feeds you
Laying out in the night gazing upon the stars,
waiting for the morning dew
…
Tomorrow can come no sooner,
everyday is becoming the same,
sick and tired from the day to day games.
I’m not alone, I’m not alone, I’m not alone!
(c) Alex Turner 2016
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I like to write poetry. Please don't hesitate to give feedback on my works.
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