Ordinary Dreaming

No springtime will come back to us, not now, Our day is gone, our chances are all missed. The train has left our station without us. We never did get to that special place
Cherry

The Coming of Age, September, Part 3.

"the leashed"

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Lost inside

Though it hurt's to be close to her heart. As it's beautifully close to mine.

Rapture

old time religion

A Quiet Walk

Am I the only one here? The hedgerows are scented and pretty with may, And white is the cow-parsley bord'ring the way, But the ramblers have mostly gone home for the day.

The all Seeing Eye

A reflective opinion of myself, writing as I sit and contemplate. Feel free to comment, infact please do.

I Don't Care

You detest me. The reason is clear, And your welcome is always so cold, But the core of my perfect idea Has been stolen by the whole Heartless cruel rotten world.

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