Following in footsteps

Mine was a long road not the longest road but long enough to learn what I had to learn to turn things around to take my head from the clouds and keep my feet on the ground but every road has a lay-by for dreamers mine was no different except the lay-by became the mainstay…

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The Soho diary

it becomes a part of history his story her story my story their story your story, some came for fame others for glory and all are woven in to the pages of the story…

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Posing for pictures

Judas scuppered the plan for a last supper reunion. some nights I don’t write I watch the sunset and some nights I don’t sleep I watch the moonbeams that dance dreamily, meaning me or something like that. I have a shoulder in fact I have two which are not as strong as yours but you…

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Loading Wednesday

If it takes me forever I might never get there but no one was listening One day when I’m old enough to portray a life I’ll write poetry and that’s another forever that’ll never get here…

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Frequency modulation

From another side it’s what I can see when you’re standing out there and they’re looking at me through the cellophane because we all are as one, but then the moment is gone and still we go on with hope in our hearts that our day will come. Watch me shine through the cellophane. will…

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