Emergency, Which Number Do You Require?A Poem by John Alexander McFadyenLife as a man is not all you 'Me Too' Gals think it is!Throw me a lifeline for I am drowning in this sea of sorrows whose depth is measured in decades of decline. Falling and falling again, deep into the murky, muddy depths of life's dark sewers, those cleft canyons, full of shadows and foul icy cold breaths. There I lie, a battered corpse beaten into submission by the will of women I have known. Why is it I have to be so subdued? 20/03/19 © 2019 John Alexander McFadyenAuthor's NoteReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 20, 2019 Last Updated on March 20, 2019 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more.. |


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