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The Joker

A slight of the hand And I am gone. Forever an outcast, Never belonging to one category. I wander alone, My bells drooping sadly. The bright colours...

Magpie

Magpie, Infernal magpie, Drop me and Return me to my dressing table. This shiny bauble is not for your Taking, breaking, making your own. Jewelled...

Forever

Waiting, forever waiting For a moment to materialise. Realising that this helpless hesitation is my vocation in life. Manifest in the test Of my...

Continuation

Whenever I think of you, It isn't a frown of despair, But a smile. Whenever I see you, I don't collapse like a fool, But grin and continue on my way...

Extreme

Moods come and go. A person of extremes; swinging from Despair to contentment suggests a typical bovine nature, well, according to some... But I can...

And...

I hate Rhyme. I want to be a better person;To be integral and honest; But I'm not. I'm sick of feeling unwanted and of having my appearance matter,...

Your home

This is not the same Tree shadows whisper into the dark I once felt your presence near me Cold, alone, I shiver once against a wall Mildew painted...

Realising a muse*

I could write such things... But oh, when matters prevail Like stormclouds waiting Hovering mosquitoes Kissing your blood until it hums Lick sweet...

Light and Dark

The Happy and the Good

One Man

A man who achieves everything.

A-Chapter 2

Serial of a Russian Man's Journey through World War II

R: Essay On An Early Morning

Ever felt like this&;#063;

SUMMER IN 1949

By Norman Clifford My two brothers and I and a friend were walking home from school in the rain. It had been raining for two day's and it was just...

DAVID

This story is about me my name is David. I just turned 21 and told my dad that I wanted to go out on my own and travel around, he said do

King of anti cool.

Girl trends and dead-ends.

Poor Brother

My brother ceased to exist last week. Or at least, he ceased to exist in the form that I knew. He perished after the vehicle he was driving left the...

I Am Giving You Back

These sticks and bowls, having been born individually, became instantly part of families. The sticks were a family of two, the bowls a family of four...

Absent Watch

Just another cold embrace, My skin frozen by your icy touch, Your breath hitting me like a january dawn. Your icy stare freezing the tears in my eyes...

Albert Gets Me Into Trouble Again

Two boys explode pidgeons eggs in their mothers oven

K - Old Sian

Loose sonnet

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