Three rungs short of a ladder

As far as it goes which is not very far I’ve been and done the things your Mother warned you about. It’s bedtime here in make believe I make believe it’s true. Over to you in the studio on the radio, which is digital like everything else. Someone out there is dying to try it…

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In the shadows of yesterday

I recall some but definitely not all there was a lot you know and a lot more that I don’t. that’s the way of things and supposing remembering brings relief if only for a brief moment in time would it make me happier? Sometimes it’s better to forget regret only carries with it sorrow maybe…

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Realisations

The love poems that I should have read to you, those words wrapped in roses never sent to you and now it’s too late to present to you my heart on a platter of gold…

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