Stepping Out of His Shadows – Written Sunday 1st December 2019 (Aged 44)

i am not my father
or my dad
i do not drag around his baggage
or share a cap

Somewhere – Written Sunday 7th November 1995 (Aged 20)

somewhere we fit perfectly in
somewhere we live life to the full
but never so cruel
it is out there, a little bit of paradise

We Are the Little Ones in short, words cannot romanticise the cruelness of some human beings their lazy words cut … More

childhood lasts a lifetime
that is —
the undeniable truth
it never leaves you
it never leaves you
it never leaves you

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