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Wind washed eyes sunk in ever. Stone white walls taste my breath. I fall into them as I feel And wonder of comings and goings Of some forgotton fool...

Christmas

A christmas tale

Old Friends

the best days ever

Glen coe

descriptive poem

Quiny

I was drunk...

Just a vision

About the love i couldn't get a grasp on

hello kitten

the feeling of skin against skin

In the Sky

I shut myself away for far too long, Then I heard on the wind a bird in song. Carried to me from some distant shore, So far away, locked behind my...

Red Eye Gravy

everyones invited

WWIII

Domestic crisis

Performance Poet

I am a performance poet. I gesticulate Wildly To show the strength with which I, the performance poet Emote. I am a performance poet. I think nothing...

regret

i saw her this morning. she was crying, large innocent eyes peering from under heavily made up eyelashes. i didn't want to speak to her, after...

a) greaser

people I've bumped into

CATS' EYE ( life dance )

One of the topics - do we need trauma&;#063;

faded memory

in memory of holly and jessica

I Love My Lord.

I fear no man,no evil deed I shall not weaken. I cry no tears for the wicked heart I seek not for what I wish. I love my Lord I fear not the darkness...

Split

I felt a bit fed-up today...

Death

Don't put off till tomorrow

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