Waking up inside the cold stony walls, Trapped inside, got nowhere to go, Try so hard to fill the emptiness (in me) The feeling of pain The feeling of nothingness...

A poor poet before Christmas, stubborn coins and a grateful writer.

I love pancakes with syrup because it's so sweet. It truly is a delicious thing for people to eat. Mrs.Butterworth's is my favorite syrup but I like Karo too.

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Suzy’s weekend hadn’t gone at all well. Friday night she managed to finish early, there wasn’t much interest in properties at the moment.

I hadn’t meant to join the Nostalgia competition, my last musings on the past were not well received, though they were true memories.

Shrouded gesture and meaning Demystified in a moment Of galvanised being A reduction in the pans A golden bouillon In the one more substantial The other filled partially With a scaley rust

Written as a young man potraying an old woman. It has a simplistic charm.