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mash up
making instant mash
whilst smelling our knackery pies
heating peas popping in the microwave
all to be plated for my dads dinner
and me
heading out to the rain
with pain
pushing my heart
to be free
whilst smelling our knackery pies
heating peas popping in the microwave
all to be plated for my dads dinner
and me
heading out to the rain
with pain
pushing my heart
to be free
Published 8th Jul 2014
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8th Jul 2014 12:20pm
they all say - suffering is the greatest teacher :-) while food is a whole other topic !
