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Sienna said she would like to read my bio, so here it is. I spent my youth in the swinging sixties, which was great. I saw the Beatles in concert, met the Queen and got married far too young.
Fancied a weekend away, Butlins at Skegness, Got a deal through on the phone, Pay half price or less.
I miss you You know that, don't you.
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I have always seen your sorrow through those smiles you used to display Now life has took a swift turn of events and I'm left hanging, thinking of you everyday I sacrificed what I loved most to...
Takes me somewhere else. Where an old woman sitting on a rocking chair next to the window. Pink, white, yellow, and red flowers spread outside.
When I was a lad we didn't have stairs. Nope, none at all. Your generation have got it easy.
So here we are again. Into the rain. We said it was through. And a broken heart we drew. None of us wanted to stay at the home. That inside our young love started to bloom. So we both opened the door.
The joy of many escapes so few, To what we cling on to, The sound of a loved one calling our name, The smell that initiates a nerve of remembrance, How so many angels are removed from this earth.
When I was little, I was an Angel, I loved to play with my toys, But I didn't like to share, Even when there were boys, They would all just sit & stare One day Uncle got me my first Barbie, Soon...
#halloweenparty Uncle Walt does Hallowe'en The likes of which I've never seen Mickey pumpkins everywhere And sure, the magic's in the air But something doesn't seem quite right As I walked along...
I thought at one point today I was going to have to visit the CBA Club™ hosted by Mr Grrrrrfoot himself and the lovely missDHP, as my beautiful daughter thought it would be a good idea in the pool...
do you remember the feeling of being alive. you used to dance like no other. together, we were like electric through the night. we would jump and sing. howl all hours of the dark.
Your done pulling pints and serving spirits Standing behind the oak stained bar You've seen it all before, bought the t-shirt Now you've come so far Your hair is a deep warm red, with a mahogany...
Another weekend: come and passed, These 'boring' days not meant to last, But 'boring' is just what I need, I wish that they would slow their speed.
Hold on To all the broken pieces Hold on To what we had Yeah just...
You could say I have many years ahead. But the past I could never forget. I still miss the days when nothing really mattered. Now with every let down I feel a little shattered.
What would you do if you had to move away from your best friend. What would you do if you were lucky to see her once or maybe twice every two years.
Hello picture on the wall Your hanged up so tall Wrapped in a gold frame Each picture not the same Memories to retell. Stories to reveal.
Remember what this feels like. Remember the parking in Chip 'n Dale. Remember the escalator that feels like it's five miles long.
#nightdwellers. I jump into your eyes. And swim through your darkest thoughts,. Those silent lies. in hidden ports,. Those lemonade days,. In sepia and rainbow,. Our vintage lives and golden ways,.
All leaving tomorrow One by one, the year above The older guys and older girls Who used to be just kids like us In the playground throwing Water balloons.
#description As I walk down the paved streets, my eyes flit past the flashing, in-your-face neon signs, the tourists with over-prices Nikon cameras, and I smile.
#youngwritersemotion The thick lenses in specks, They may smash, but what the heck. The clattering of milk bottles from the white van, Delivered by the milk bottle man.