The world and its peoples look very different to me.These poems are my first, they are stumbling words many of which are alien in context to me, new dawns coated in primitive errors.They are intended to open doorways and close pains.
Many links are appearing on my site, about 'other'Paul Barnacle's, I admit to having many internal personalities, but only one external version.
What does it mean to be second best?
It is lonely, you always try harder.
It hurts, they always leave you.
The only question you ever ask is “Why? ”
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Icarus Revisited
All of his training, all of his dreams,
Courage flowed through his veins, replacing duplicity.
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