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Surviving The Never Ending War

For some of us who have been throug it , the war never ends even after the last post has been sounded

In Love Eleven Times

It was the easiest thing to do this morning, to fall in love eleven times. With a magnolia tree that presented itself over a fence, curling its petaled fingers, beckoning

The mirror with a mask

very morning John Edward wakes up he kills himself three times in the mirror. What Mr. Edward does not understand is why there is still an image left of himself after all these years?

nowhere to go

nowhere at all...

Two Angels.

A true Story.

God's Country

Trouble in paradise.
Cherry

LIFERS Chapter Twelve

‘So you believe in those blood-sucking vampires, and those Chupa-whadever-youcallems, but you don’t believe in psychics?’

Moon

There's the moon Pale whiteprecise halfmoonshaped ghost of itself against a fragile sky Regular and real among the fakingclouds slashed by soonforgotten trips to america

Three Angels.

A true story.
Cherry

45 RPM

Got it from a man, Leeds Victorian Market. Brought a record too.

Now my love has put down its roots

Now my love has put down its roots and can’t be shook by wind or storm; bright are its blossoms; sweet, its fruits touched by loves sunlight, gold and warm

THE LAND OF ALMOST

here in the land of almost you will find that things are quite... well, maybe not that much at all i need to get this right . in almost, things are rather...

Care

Care P K Routray Wrecked Physically shattered emotionally either or both are common with age and life in isolation. Needs are love and care When the modern man has no time to spare.
Cherry

card tricks.

school stuff. Point out any stupid grammatical mistakes. No Pia, alas so it's bound to be chock full of them.

Moving On

sister Robin probably sleeping away last night’s tears –
Cherry

Opposing Similarities

Carved from a larger story where Thomas looks back on his own face a hates the friend that he sees standing next to him. Swindlers and addicts are the worst pools to draw them from.
Cherry

Chapter 6

Carl took me down to a local student bar where the beer was cheap and we drank enough to consummate our friendship.

On Rodin’s ‘Kiss’ (Deleted Stories)

A kiss that’s carved from marble at first seems eternal bliss, when our kisses, though bright as suns are brief as roman candles but what can hearts of marble feel?

I have nothing to say

You know those days when you have little to say

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