Nightmare

I'm still not over you And I don't know what else I can do I have burned pictures with your memory. Screamed curses and names at the wind. Cried until my eyes sting.

Daddy's Girl

He sagged into the arm chair in a very self satisfied way. Hannah knew the look; conspiracy tinged with guilt. The question was would he confess willingly or only under duress.

Sleight of Hand

At the time it seemed like a good idea. All right, perhaps not a good idea but something that once in your head is persistent. It requires you do something about it.

The Stag

The stag paws the ground, its chest heaving as it struggles. Its dark coat is matted from the strain of the chase; blood red where it has been harrowed by the hounds.

Chapter 7 New Start

A damaged sphere, help there for the asking

Bad Romance

I hope the sunray hits your face, and you burn Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction

Pillow Talk

Before the silence
Cherry

Beasts

What happened to the dreams I had, And the beasts I thought I knew? Those magical, mystical, wonderful beasts, That were kept at London Zoo. There’s no mention of a gwif inside,
Gold cherry

Missing Trains

I take a seat on a bench. It starts to rain. My pound is swallowed by the vending machine,

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