THE COLD WET GROUND

My skin’s tranluscent,, paper thin I don’t know where I fit in It’s a long way down to hell and back Cause I was lost,, but now I’m found Lyin on the cold wet ground,,,

Freedom

I love flowering trees - especially bight ones.

Excommunication

Whoever said talk is cheap? It's often cost me very dear....

Point of View

Appearances are deceptive

life to me

Thinking-Wondering What is love what is life like a badgered old goon seduced by her charm like a lonely lard loon infested-teeming with time though prudish,mere shining ever gliding shere lime

Tides of Time Part Four

The journal of the chaotic life of Andy Allen. Part four. (Please read preceeding parts, thank you.)
Cherry

Death Becomes Me

But she was a stranger on a train and I was a silly man for thinking I could be any comfort to her.

Kids Will Be Kids

She flipped on the external monitor and dialled up the outside ambient temp gauge. It read 56 degrees Celsius. The time on the bottom of the monitor read 5:34 am.
Cherry

40 days

Will eventually become a 40 day thing and be better. This is a draft and is here for feedback. The housemates gather in the kitchen. Big Brother calls Geoff to the diary room.

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