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, 25 October 2012

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Her day - not mine Happy birthday  Happy day I began Such an occasion Such a time.  Is it still special  Now that you are g...
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Tuesday, 23 October 2012

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Open words Words, sense Inspiration is nothing Meaning everything Wear every letter Paint every sound Rounder, louder More...
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Saturday, 20 October 2012

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Not mine 21st October - you don't belong to me But I'd give everything I have for a moments still relief.  Take care of h...
Wednesday, 17 October 2012

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How not to be a bridesmaid: The Rules: You need to like my fiancĂ©e, But you'd better love my dress! It has become my identity - I...
Tuesday, 16 October 2012

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I yawn I sigh because there's nothing left to say I yawn because there's something I need to hear. Mixed emotions, mixi...
Tuesday, 7 August 2012

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Tomorrow is another 8 th of August The 8 th of August has come around again, Empty of grief, filled with pain. Another twelve mo...
Wednesday, 25 July 2012

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Happiness Happiness does not simply fade away, It doesn’t slip slowly through your fingers Or disappear over the horizon like a su...
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