IT'S ALL AN ACCIDENT!!!!!

,,,It’s all an accident Sirens careened off my brocken memories Your’s too maybe...

"blossoms shadow"

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The Lonely night

In the village he grew up in No one remembers his name As he walks through places That are engraved in his skin Along the grass littered with trash On a hill he calls his home

3 Wishes

I.P. spring... (re-edit)
Cherry

This Side Up

One year on, and the hospice in which my daughter was so wonderfully cared for, asked me to write a short for their magazine ...

Three Postings!

It was signed by T.COOK; who was he? What joker could possibly hope To restrict such pure talent, as me? He must be on some kind of dope!

Sticks and Stones - Beginnings

What does it take to be a good mother? Guilt. Duty. Sacrifice.... This is the story of one woman's struggle with postnatal depression.

My shadow

My shadow, always next to me, my life long friend, telling his storys to me, battles with pirate lords, and saving damsels, i wish i could be, more like me shadow, not just some,

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