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It is because of Love

Ashlyn Brena Rashirai

=>IT IS BECAUSE OF LOVE.

It is love, it is all because of love...

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"'Twas Sweet &...

"'Twas Sweet & Sour"

"This rehab rouses a journey,
back to my roots.
I have trudge deep,
get some mud on my...

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"His Caring Hand"

"His Caring Hand"

"I tried to use my intelligence,
to beat this disease,
but it just broke me down,
...

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The addict & Me

The addict & Me

imagine there's two friends together in a street, the first friend already decided that they definately...

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The Person Within...

The Person Within...

Inside us all,
is a person within.
A shining bright soul,
not absorbing the world's...

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‘Nellie & Lily’ ????

‘Nellie & Lily’ ????

Two boiled eggs for breakfast
with a nice refreshing cup of tea
Five minutes in a boiling...

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Fine, Thanks

how many precious seconds
are wasted
on asking “how are you?”
without a real intention...

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Dark Demons

Dark Demons

Demons feeding the Darkness,
they dine off the a la carte.
Demons living the darkness
...

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"Swimming Lessons"

"Swimming Lessons"

"Today was divine,
I picked you flowers.
I could feel the course of God's Magic,
and...

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The devil in disguise

The devil in disguise

It's Ironic to think how we begun,
Just a girl & a boy who had "some fun",
Who'd of...

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"Open Up!"

"Open Up!"

"Everyday is getting better,
where the old me once stood,
those eyes would be wetter,
...

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"Above and Beyond The...

"Above and Beyond The Call of Duty!"

"You answer the call to action,
above and beyond the call of duty,
and I want to say how...

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BREAKFAST

breakfast

isn’t breakfast
without bran
and the proteins
and the fibre
...

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WHO IS SHE

Never met, an yet
I love her
How can this be
Who is she to me?
She is in my...

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Cutting Ties

Cutting Ties

(7x)
Chop chop
Chop chop it

I try to break to break it down
But can't break it...

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‘Blowin’ a hooley’?

‘Blowin’ a hooley’?

The south westerly wind is ‘blowing a hooley’
Forcing it’s fierceness towards my face
So my...

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The Nomad.

Some medal ribbons from Vietnam,
A four-wheel drive and a caravan.
His roaming travels never...