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patchwork
running with the rhyme, should be a crime.
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if you only knew
Young mothers await your trace in far away fields fashioning a parade of their colours eager to embrace nature’s call
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Extra Money.
It was getting near Christmas, Russell was getting desperate. How was he to earn extra money for the kids presents.
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Alley Kazam
The parking meter covered by the bright orange canvas bag barely clicked as the time expired, and the sun set on another day in Donnington.
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Good Morning Donnington
The black and white Sheriff’s car came to a stop at the end of an empty curb. The entire town was still asleep, and no cars were parked yet.
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Roadside Diner
She sat behind a small mountain of crumpled tissues in the chrome and Naugahyde covered diner that shone like a beacon off the interstate.
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Stolen Kiss
When you"re in love with someone who maybe doesn't know you can show and tell and risk it all or act normaly and pretend it will go away
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Frustrated Aspiration
11 small lines.
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The Lunch Date
Phil Erskine was not what you would call elegant. He was in fact a rumpled man with all the grace and sophistication of an unmade bed.
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Leggings - poetry moment
a sticky fluid
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