I forgot to post this yesterday so one day late. This year's theme was freedom.
When you're sat there in silence, In a room full of noise, And the darkness inside you, Won't create just destroys. You cling to your friendships, Hoping that they will last, And cope with your funny ways, Till that silence has passed. My minds like a library, One that's been left in a mess, I'm re-establishing some order, To get back to my best. Please reassure my insecurities, Hold my hand tight when I'm sad, Forgive all those down times, I too wish to be glad. And believe I'll recapture, That lost person inside, He's not gone forever, Just found a dark place to hide. Take care Paul
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Caroline
10/2/2017 05:12:19 am
"He's not gone forever". Hear hear. You WILL find him!
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