She dives under her fleece
Tears do flow
Will she ever find peace
She doesn’t really know
Her hearts been broken
Not for the first time
Her love was only token
Really just a lie
No-one there for her
They never are
Only troubles do they stir
From that never far
So she sheds the tears
As she always will
In her heart she fears
She’ll never have her fill
Betrayal by many of late
Always the same crew
That indeed seems her fate
This always does ring true
She feels like she’s been stabbed
By a rusty knife
This a lesson to be had
From which she can’t hide
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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Caliburnus Rises 
amazing.. it’s so deep
Aww, thank you. I sometimes try to go as deep as I can when the mood takes me.
Maybe she’s crying not because of them but for them … maybe she is the strongest.