Birdsongs

Call it a stream of consciousness, call it free writing, call it an open journal. Call them My Songs.

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Thursday, 28 July 2011

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10, 9, 8, 7, 6....... Deep breaths calm me as the strip lighting burns my skin. Warm air is passed across my body but my feet are cold And ...

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Being home I know the answer to the first question - nowhere When will I - never. Got to make do and do what I can Be better, feel better, ...
Saturday, 18 June 2011

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For Father's Day For the way you raised me to believe in myself and be strong in my mind:             Thank you For the way you taught ...
Monday, 30 May 2011

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Love is not simply a combination of two people It is an invisible connection that binds hearts to souls. Sometimes love is as sweet as a ra...

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Free writing: Love is…… Love is a joke. Its not real. How can it be? How can it exist in the souls of thousands people all at once. Love is...
Thursday, 19 May 2011

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How to smoke a cigarette aggressively Before lighting and during smoking ensure that all gesticulations are emphasized sharply with said ci...
Wednesday, 23 March 2011

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Unrequited One person always loves more than the other. Lovers harder, loves longer, More longingly looking for equal reciprocation That ju...
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