Tears

The last gasps of a dying love, Are filled with sorrow and pain They rise up, to the skies above, And fall violently, with the rain

A (not so ) Love Story

She wanted laughter, so he made her laugh, And then she wanted more, so he gave her half She wanted his time, so he gave her his life, She wanted his love, so he made her his wife

Chapter Eight: Ben.

Ben knew nothing of Ella's background, he knew none of her friends... all he knew was that she was amazing. There was always a sparkle in her eye. Her life seemed just...

Back to work

Arg!

MY LITERARY MOVEMENT: FUSIONISTIC EXPANSIONISM

Here, I'm going to suggest a loose artistic and literary movement, which may be known as "Fusionistic Expanionism." However, I'm not going to write a true manifesto.

Threshold part 4

Luytens stared at it his face an emotionless mask but Kyr knew him well enough to know that beneath he was far from calm.
Cherry

Vampyre's Kiss

Karen actually felt good basking in the late summer sun. Around the bench on which she sat, the stately grounds of the private hospice were dotted with other patients and their attendant nurses.
Cherry

2084

“He loved Big Brother.” --George Orwell; 1984. …sometimes: If I haven’t Turned On The Television set

She Used To Know All The Things

She used to know all the things there are to know, I swear. And questions aired, or dared, to ask the answer she had there.

Mama Didn't Raise No Fool

Dress to impress was the first rule I guess. Then next was safe-sex and that life is complex. The third, I preferred, 'don't be part of the herd'.

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