How Do I Heal – The Mush from the Hill

All I ever wanted Was to make you proud Do the right thing And show you the best of me   Only ever wanting your love Always hoping for a smile The touch of your hand The caress or your arms   But you only watched For my failings You only showed me Your contempt …

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He knew Melancholy – The Mush from the Hill

He knew Melancholy all too well Staring at the blank page Emptiness laughing at him From within the fibres of the paper   How many discarded rewrites Ended up in the waste paper bin Nouns, Verbs and Adjectives all lost  Crumpled up never to be looked at again   How many tired days and sleepless …

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Hen Abertawe Da (Good Ole Swansea) – The Mush from the Hill

Old craggy rocks sit on sandy beaches With dirt tracks trudged and shaped over time Or steps of symmetrical concrete provide easy access Leading up to hills and cliff tops of grass and wild flowers Surrounding a city, famously named after a raiding Viking King Or so legend says   There’s a football team, a …

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