Sunday, August 30, 2009
Carry on Caring
So you and I we used each others shoulder.
Acting so young yet being so much older.
All around is chaos in this madness,
No matter what, there is a sense of sadness.
How can I not feel a little blown away?
I feel my heart set on something,
People telling me it is nothing,
All I do is write some kind of story,
Comments come and I'm in taking all the glory,
Pretty soon my soul its just blown away.'
Steve Boddey Aug 2009
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6 comments:
The image of using each other's shoulder suggests that both parties had their own agenda! A bitey and sensitive poem!
bad news again. damn those 3 a m phone calls. They will ruin a good story every tiem
G.......You have ta have been loved ta understand and by love I mean completely loved,
Grizz ya like a fart.............but with no offensive odour............so the beers are on me.........mate
"only choice, to face it the best you can"
Love Sandyxxx
Did I just call this number?
No worries, it was worth it.
If the phone rings again...
Far to clever for me. I'm lost for words.
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