Jul 13, 2020

This place ..this seaside town it is that one...the one they forgot to close down


So listened ...'but didn't like what we spoke about'
 l was disturbed by life
being
Lived....
gambling...signs of self harm.....living as family with children at 19...
You feel trapped...
So would l...
Listened again to another...domestic violence wear it like a trophy...
Cup throw at you..
Bleeding from head wound..
Broken arm...
Etc...
Listened to another gambling...lose of money...no prospect's..
In a town where emotional literature is measured higher then most other places
Me .......wonder have "l the resources to respond"...

Come Armagadom come

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Septemberornings sure do make you feel summers gone.

Already the fairs departed, programme scheduled have changed. Plus Festive mince pies are on food shelves. Diary's not so full TV bores ...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"