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Stent

Her ears popped and the lights went out

iPose

sapphire eyes golden locks the dream bouquet unholy blemishes photoshopped away from a sticky bed mess of teenage boys

Ghosts (Book 1 Part 12)

As I am often reminded to fear the living, there was a point in Shanghai when I was prompted to remember that nasty little fact.

I Was, I Am, I Will Be

I was a child as I wish again to be with a heart full of wonder and a head of curiosity. I was a mirror as I should never be gripped by society reflecting what they wanted of me.

Hearts or Brains

Which is more important?

Talking To Tommy

Talking to Tommy Fleming , an inspiring individual on tour for the 3rd time in Ausralia

A promise for no one you know.

There was once a time when I thought I knew you Before all this mess and meaningless waste Before you slammed the phone down for the last time

The Peruvian Journey

A nice limerick

28th April 2013

I've decided to write a poem every day. This is the first one.

Ghosts Book 1 Part 11

I remember Tommy. I remember him very well. Tommy was my first friend and perhaps he was the best friend I ever had. Tommy died before I was born.