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Feb 2014
I’ve got time on me hands,
It’s better than blood,
I’ve got worry on me mind,
I know it’s no good,
But what can I do with nowhere to go,
My mind races by, my body moves slow,
If only I could I would leave you all behind,
Start a new life, new beginnings ide find,
But those roots pull my strings,
Those strings on me heart,
I know a new life would be very hard to start,
With the call of me town, ringing in me ear,
I don’t think I could do it to all I hold dear,
So instead I sit here and wallow and moan,
Losing my marbles and losing my home,
Fed up and messed up it’s all a farce,
Someone come and give me a kick up the ****,
Thank you and goodnight.

Tina Ford
Tina ford
Written by
Tina ford  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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