Howling soul
Writing can be the mirror into your soul. Welcome to my mirror.
Tuesday, 23 October 2012
False Pretence
Fly little bird fly
Reach for the sky and ever more
Don't pretend about the fire
The smoke rising from your wings
The pain when you come crashing down
For I have let the sun on you
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