Violent Blues

Tick-tock the clock is dead. Sailing through the echoed emptiness Of plucked away pegs. He loves me, She loves me not... Dashed away thoughts, Lying was part of the deal.

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Over Night Bag

1 ..2... 3 ... it all begins Empty words wonder out of my mouth. Gave it all a thought, too much! or maybe just enough. Don't look back it's too late the dice has been cast. Should have know love wasn't an overnight bag !!

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOODWILL TO ALL MEN

It's finally here and I have no words to explain how much I love christmas. It's a must ritual for me to count down to christmas every year It's a wonderful time and I want to wish you all a marvelous merry christmas, spread the love and joy but don't eat everything in sight though. [...]