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High Street Girl by Spilt Ink

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1]Seventeen shades of cream Congregated on her perfect form Her peplum sashaying left and right alike The metronome...her Louboutins Stepping out Coach Bag... Check Designer Heels... Check Custom Perfume... Check Diamond Studs... Check Apparel that...

Sleep When You’re Dead by Zaheera Badat

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1]Sleep writhes out of my tangled bed A sanctuary of awkward twisting and turning Where deep sleep and calm Dominates the 300 thread count sheets On every other day Unholy thoughts and torturous haunting Waft...