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(Hours and hours of passionate compositions , but words are just not enough, so you select all and hit delete)

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Darkness…

It’s cold, quiet and sad at times… On the dark side, there’s silence – because it is easier not to upset the balance of things. It is also a place to wallow in pools of self-pity, or guilt-ridden rivers and often knowing that it is only by soaking in suffering that one contributes to another’s […]

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Bold as love…

Anger, he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armour. Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him, Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground. Those farcical friends are never far away, but my red is on fire and always will be.  

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