August 2009
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Vivid Love
My world was so, so dark, A place where no colours crept, A world of sorrow and despair Where monsters hardly slept. And in this crypt I was born, A desolate creature as I began, Few barely looked an eye at me Attractive to none in this ol’ land. Darkness never filled my heart, It was full of greys and blacks. But it yearned to be set free one day, For one girl that stopped my tracks. She...
The Flow
Go, go, go Where the river flows, To wherever it may take me! To dusty shores, With drawling bores. To distant islands, Or Scottish Highlands. To huge seas, With a gentle breeze. To fair maidens, With love a’laden. But where do I want to go? To where does it flow?