"not so manic now" - poem by Thalia "not so manic now" you think you're so fantastic 'cos you're so fucking iconclastic your new direction ain't so drastic and the tears you cry are plastic fraught with bitter irony teenage angst at thirty three (or thereabouts), 'cos you know not ritchie's whereabouts the word is out, your cover's blown your truth's been told, true colours shown no sympathy, the fault's your own move over, abdicate the throne Visit Thalia's site at www.musette.co.uk comment on this article e-mail this to a friend start a discussion [about i-drive] Problems? Questions? Suggestions? Contact me: mail@tobyslater.com back to top back to contribute section back to home page

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