A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

12 February 2014

Was All I Really Wanted

Guns raised

Locked and loaded

Hiding behind the corner

Ready to shoot


When the white flag was dropped

Completely out of the blue

Old plans thrown out of action

And bitter anger dissolved


Although the past not forgotten

Perhaps a sincere unwarranted apology

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