Cherry

Not Even a Rose

This is the same world in which Sylvia Plath retired her pen (In a confessional oven); Nothing is perfect: Not even a poem.

The Labyrinth

Endlessly plagued with false adoration Trails of entrails left behind Our hearts left in shreds.

House Arrest : A Drabble

Will I get indoors in time? In case you don't know a drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.

31 Falkner Street

Stories about a year spent living on a street full of interesting people.

The Hour Of Aquarius (song lyrics)

Verse 1 Rain whispers wisdom to me; tells me “Don’t look so gloomy. tears are my little sister. Let her go. Don’t resist her!”. Rain comes to run around and play,

Sid's moments

Just a starter to my long time project, if you do read it all please comment,

Take the Next Road on your Left

Where are the police when you need them?

Dear Maria: Chapter 6

She was back infront of the wall of corpses, exactly where she was before she, somehow, awoke in a hospital. However, something was different this time. Was this the same wall?

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