Paul Cornell Poems

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1.
Desperately

I’ve been trying to say,
Desperately
I’ve been trying to stay,
Desperately
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2.
The Land That Time Forgot

Imagine a land not far away, a land that times forgotten,
A land where people love to love and guns are made of cotton.
Imagine a land not far away, a land that everyone remembers,
A land where ALL the people rule, not parliamentary members.
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3.
Hidden Hurt, What Am I Worth?

She hurts, why does she hurt?
She cries, why does she cry?
She hides, why does she hide?
She cuts, why does she cut?
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4.
Drink Whilst You Drown

I love the sea,
She understands me, you see.
We hurt her yet she still brings me gifts dropped by my feet,
Not just me, she welcomes everyone she meets,
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5.
An Odd Song

Odds on, cos he lies and she cries when its gone, odds on.
Odds long, if it happens this time then he's won, she's still gone, odds on.
Odds strong, flashing lady she calls and he’s gone, odds on.
Got odds wrong, this time and he wins then it’s gone, odds on.
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6.
Lost & Lonely

She’s lost her, where did she go?
Toss back time in her head, to and fro.
The giggles and cries and pictured her eyes.
The sickness, regret holding you back,
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7.
The Wasted People

As he sits, the more he drinks, the bar maids pretty hot
And so mind you, is every-girl, who happens by to stop
To sit a while to talk and smile, about a world that’s lost the plot
But as if it’s happening sip by sip the conversation starts to rot
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8.
Crying Soul

Heart pounds, tick.
Sweat drops, drip.
Losing control, quick.
Crying soul, hit.
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9.
Insomnia

Time drags with slow frustration, the candles burning down to its core,
Pills and the port don’t help fix this problem just make my head feel swollen and sore.
Awakes evil twin has you clutched in his claw squeezing so tight you cannot breath,
And your thoughts flicker like a candle at night but consciousness won’t let you leave.
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10.
Grandma

A gentle little Irish soul who was sweet as sweet can be,
So harmless and delicate her love and care was clear for all to see
As soft and caring as they come who used to love to make us teas,
Always heard her coming with a beep or laughing with a wheeze.
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