Red WineA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenRed Wine Judge and jury; and executioner. You ended it so quick, put me into my misery; again. I gave myself, my faith, my heart, my love. But you let fear take you, the past sway you; to give you an excuse to withdraw to your sanctuary. The place you have created, where you can hide away behind your work, solitary country walks, the thick stone walls of your cottage and red wine. 14th July 2010 © 2012 John Alexander McFadyenReviews
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10 Reviews Added on August 5, 2012 Last Updated on August 5, 2012 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..Writing
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