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Attempting to flex the writing muscles again now I've got a bit of time. Comment and I'll happily comment back, cheers.


I heard as time goes by, that time goes slow
This hasn't worked so swell for me.
These days all I can think is
"Why am I and what do you want?"

But it wasn't long ago, we were children.


I've found myself surrounded by dogs
Cacophonic spotlight hounds them all
Some of these guys are real "Gods Amongst Men"
I see them all the time but know, most of them are dead.

Some of my friends are dead man,
well some of my friends are dead.
Some of my friends are dead, man
Some of my friends may have already died
You take my place in the showdown, I observe with a pitiful eye. I'll humbly ask you forgiveness, a request well beyond you and I.