I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard Handful of complaints, but I can help the fact, that everybody can see these scars What I want you to want, what I want you to feel But it’s like no matter what I do, I can’t convince you, to just believe this is real So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I’m not But I’ll be here ’cause you want what I’ve got
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CHANNELS / URBAN LOVE STORIES ; Poems by Nathan Fagan.
Born in Dublin in 1987, after some years of extensive travels (North and South America, France, Spain…) the young poet is currently living in Ireland, where he is preparing to study Literature at world famous Trinity University.
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‘In the dull roar of passing cars
We sat – side by side- apart
Night fell and light cracked’
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