rail-road tracks, walking, Ashland Oregon
toward the edge of Ashland, Oregon, we went walking: many of us There was the China-man's ghost: bleeding black blood that stained the rails,
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Living in the same town
I wouldn’t want to be you, mostly not even near you. When you’re gone they will curse you, and raise the tide up against you. I no longer care now, for what you said wasn’t fair now.
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Butterfly breeze
Butterfly theory, I didn't feel the wings were crushed. It's a sweet sip on a summer’s day, Light breeze. Maybe I don't feel the butterfly squeeze.
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Taking responsibility ...
Mother thought the time was right Packed her bags Prepared the flight Yet as she wandered round the house Oh so quiet as a mouse Wasted years came flooding back
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Tardy Reynolds
Before anyone gets any funny ideas and wrongly labels me, this is satire aimed at and taken from the dire political stance posed by an over-liberal/under-intellectual/ultra-underachieving government.
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Fate's Asylum for Young Offenders - A short story about lost love
Fate’s Asylum for young offenders.
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Song of my life! (I.P.)
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In The Dark
What was that noise?! It sounded like a scream. Woke her up. Why was her head so woozy and why was it so cold in her bedroom? Had the heating broken down again?
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Hearts song
You know, how you dont have to see someones face to know they mean it That's how it is with a song to me I know a true voice when I hear it In your head write words carefully
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The Golliwog
Where was it? It was in her room somewhere? Wasn’t it?
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