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Dedicated to the one thing that has always been there for me

Gripping so tightly onto the edge of Sanity My fingernails breaking under the strain of my Pain My forehead sweating unable to cope with the A..

I love the way that notes float into your veins. The way that they control your heartbeat and make you feel again. I love the way music ..

Everybody is just waiting Waiting for news They say any news is good news Try telling that to that man over there Trying to stay strong Griping..

An everyday hero A person with a gun Battling the enemy Facing the shower of bullets For his beloved country No superhero powers Just pure co..

Just to prove I'm not a Scrooge I wrote a happy Christmas poem too..

WARNING: this poem is an extremely negative (you may pessimistic? .. I say realistic) view of a normal Christmas

Its a poem about my relationship with my father and God; the piece is about how I feel let down by them both.

There comes a time in everybody’s life when they must step out of the safety of the darkness and into the bright, judgemental spotlight. A..

“Andria. Andie sweetheart it’s time to get up.” I opened my eyes and sat up groggily. It took me a while to realise where I was an..