It’s so hard for me to just sit here,
Not thinking about you.
The nights I spent at your place,
Every moment felt so true.
Now I keep on dreaming
About how things still could have been,
How your sweet soft lips would taste
Every day so bold, unforeseen.
And I keep on feeling how it drains me,
Not being able to lie in your arms,
Not able to touch every part of your body
Being in our own little world, up with the stars.
Every now and then I would feel your presence
And shivers would run down my spine
My heart would start beating impatiently
And tears would build up in the corners of my eyes.
How I wish you would let your guard down
And let me stop drowning in this pain
Baby tell me what you REALLY feel
You know this is driving the both of is insane…
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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