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Mar 2011
Give me guidance,
When my life is in subsidance,
Leaning to the cold and lonely,
Dreaming of the missing one and only.

We may not need to be at heed,
But in the passion and company feed.
Devouring every single second,
Feeling the pulses grab and beckon.

Who wants the money and richest life,
When emotion stabs like a subtle knife.
Killing the strength asleep inside,
Leaving me seeking again to give and confide.

Happy i am in this very moment,
But soon to pay my heart atonement,
For the years ive ignored its cravings,
Has left it barren mad and raving.
David Watt
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David Watt  milton keynes
(milton keynes)   
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