Death

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Bereaved

Bereaved

the graves were bare, on that May mourn,
standing there, only eight of us to grieve,

it...

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The Grim...

The Grim...

“...and that's evil...evil is going on...I’m warning you brother...you better watch your happy home...(...

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Hello Fate

Pinkened skies pretty lies.
No demise just sudden cries.
I was doing fine
Until there...

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The Loss of Lena

Dedicated to Lena L. Greene who died on March 2, 2020.

The Loss of Lena

It's with great sadness when I say that we won't see her anymore.
Lena died in March of 2020 and she...

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The Late Train from...

The Late Train from Kidsgrove to Carlisle.

The Late Train from Kidsgrove to Carlisle.
L.Robbins.

Scoring a pace across England’s back...

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I welcome you.

Sigh.. ..... I feel my body failing and there's nothing I can do. I feel my body ailing and I know I'm...

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gladiator’s prey…

(who will pray for me?)

gladiator’s prey…

“Who will pray for me? Take my pain for me? Save my soul for me? Because I'm alone, you see...If I'm going...

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In memory of the Angelic...

1st year anniversary of a tragic death

03/07/2020
In memory of the Angelic beauty,
Of Angela ‘Tracey’ Last....

I don’t know...

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Just Do It

Just Do It

Come on,
you can do it.
Just pick it up,
that’s it.
Good, you’re doing it,...

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LADY DEATH THE FILM

HIDING

Breaching bones tattooed on the sloping
shoulder,

Distance falls into heated week
as...

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Euphoric Dance

Euphoric Dance

Mistress is much too eager!
Beware when something amiss.
After wrenched and beleaguered,...

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SOME DAYS ARE HARD

SOME DAYS ARE HARD


Grief is not a situation you can find hope in,
It’s crying your eyes red, still here, still...

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Just incase....❤️

Just incase....❤️

I am not going anywhere
well at least I sincerely hope not
but imagine if I did and I had...

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A dead horse don’t plough

A dead horse don’t plough

In less green and pleasant lands
Out in a sodden paddock stands
a horse with hair in matted...

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If ALL HAD GONE TO PLAN

But it didn’t...

If ALL HAD GONE TO PLAN

If all had gone to plan we would have met you today
If all had gone to plan I would have cuddled...

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Where once verdant rolling...

Where once verdant rolling highlands...

Spanned into infinite vista
far as these myopic eyes can see
now yellowing Whitmanesque...