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She’s down deep, down so low
stuck on the ocean bed, she did bleed
He came into her life, helping her to grow
raising her heart from the deep
Now that she’s at the top
the sun shining in her eyes
Put there by him in a shot
into her heart, into her life
She feels free, soars so high
capable of anything now she knows
As her spirit flies above the sky
he feels her happiness does show
Gone are the negative thoughts she had
put to the death at the quick
No more focusing on the bad
no more that feeling of being sick
She hopes this feeling lasts a lifetime
so she can do all she wants to
For if it doesn’t it would be a crime
then back to feeling the blues
For this is her drug of choice
the need to feel loved and special
To free that hidden inner voice
is for her the best of all
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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