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From The Look Down
Another spotlight, make the headlines.
A final shout-out to the ranks of the-do-fine.
Did I make you stop and think?
Now looking down… from the look down,
me and every other ghost in this town
who couldn’t live life on the brink.
And I say - hey. There’s got to be a way
for everyone who couldn’t be.
Yeah, I say - hey. There’s got to be a way.
Gotta be a way… for m...
Wednesday 26th February 2025 1:09 pm
When The Darkness Falls
It’s colder now and seems somehow
more empty than before.
I wish I’d known the future then,
and what it held in store.
No longer is there will of heart
to venture form these walls,
and so I sit alone inside…
when the darkness falls.
Each stone hand crafted for the cause
to block away the pain.
The mortar mixed to guarantee
no feeling will remain.
A mist ens...
Friday 15th March 2024 1:24 am
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