I will count every tear that falls
since we've been apart
I will savour the memories
before you broke my heart
I will think of the better days
and all that we've been through
and maybe then I would forget
the tainted pictures of me and you
cause maybe I'm just a wishing well
for crazy men like you
giving pennies for a glimpse of love
to see what fate would do
maybe I'm just a looking glass
that's broken in your hands
and you have left with the answers
cause you couldn't understand
me
I will play with the darkness
that's shining through my pain
I will dance on the echos
of thunderstorms and rain
sometimes I will trust myself
to see unto the truth
that life is just a turning point
with only a magnetic north
maybe I'm just a wishing well
for a crazy man like you
who paid for love with broken words
to see what fate could do
maybe I'm just a looking glass
I'm broken in your hands
cause loving you was never the answer
to the question of love
that I could never understand
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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