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INTRO TO POSSIBLE BOOK
in the past, i have desperately tried to ignore god's presence in my heart. i hesitated to believe in him out of a fear that he would fail me. everyone, always seemed to fail me. my friends.
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THE LATE BUS
i work at a wonderful place. i love my job and all that it entails, except for one thing. i rely on the transit system and because of this, i often loose time.
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THE HEART PENDANT
I managed to form a big enough pile, so I could investigate how much of it was dust bunnies
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Aftermath
The plan failed. Finally bored with burning, I pulled the plug. Sweet, certain gravity; a tornado tangoed over the hole.
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Gardening Leave
Life stirs leisurely beyond these dead irises Flowers bloom and sigh Sunsets laugh and cry Short grasses grow tall and bend inside time But not for me Bird song breaks each dawn
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I'm going to make a change
I'm back people,first piece I've done since my trip.I'll be looking through what I missed. P.s. punctuation might be off in this piece, I'll sort it out when I can.
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Neighbours 2
I know, that’s what I thought, I near fell off my chair; a big smile and her tits out and a wig of long blonde hair
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Morning Wished, Drawn and Coloured in. A Pastorale.
As it was, is and in all that's wanted. As it is, for all its disappointments.
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Thursday Sonnet: Flourish
The first time that we met your eyes were lined With streaks from lights that now have turned to ash. It still was winter then; the season sighed In mists on the concrete, you were a slash
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A Crohns Remission Prayer
I Thank you God Of Excrement For what my body's passed - That lovely, solid piece of shit That just came out my arse. No blood, no flood No nasty stuff Just good old fashioned shite,
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I Knew I Was Right
How a horrible mess could have been so easily avoided...and about employers can sometimes make all the difference... and about personal responsibility!
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Troubadours At The 4th Of July
A musician who runs away from the world discovers more than the escape he had hoped to find .
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Out Of My Grasp.
It just popped into my head.
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Moving To Aunty Betty's
The top step of two flights of stairs seemed to be the right place to stand to get a good look at the street.
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Because I Love You!
The first poem i wrote for my first propper girlfriend. Tells the reader how much i love her and what she means to me. Hope you enjoy!
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Dear Ex
An apology, of sorts! 'There was no excuse for my violent reaction I’m heartily sorry you ended up in traction'
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FACES children's story
Ever since daddy moved away mommy always washes the dishes, instead of using the dishwasher. Then she attacks the kitchen floor with a flying mop, like right now.
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AUTHOR'S DAY story
Each child’s ear opened wider than the ocean, not wishing to miss a word. They squirmed in their seats waiting to ask a bucket full of questions.
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PERRY PARTRIDGE story
This time they walked across Pretty Pasture. Then they rushed past Lightning Tree. “Long ago, a crooked arrow came from the sky, “ HOOTY said. “And bent that tree.”
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