Killer Serial Part 3
Each step he took crackled under his feet as though he were walking over tiny bones.
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Poetry Of A Prisoner
Every prisoner looks at some kind of escape .
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Through the Haze - Part Twenty-Two
Footsteps echoed down the hall outside the door, and Gabriel tensed each time he heard them.
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Just enter my heart
A folk song!
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The Undertakers
A very rough, stream on consciousness-esque play script, that I knocked out one night in an hour.
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The Night Before
A really rough piece of writing. This is the piece I submitted, and was accepted on, to the UEA Creative Writing BA. A degree of seriousness is hard to pull off, when you are a joke.
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Heavens torment
O” Morn can open a Violet Like a book of hearts Chapters ultraviolet Coarse and converse In tales of beaux arts O” sees my lady immerse Her delicate soul thereof
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Binary butterflies
Love without the pain What would be the gain? What would be the point? Should life never disappoint? Not even once in awhile... Should we not all be more?
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Always Read the Label Chapter 14 Are You Lonesome Tonight?
On the stairs I pass loads of people I know but can't remember where from or what their names are. They must remember me 'cos they all let on.
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Latterday Knight Fervour
In days of old when knights were bold and tables never rounder A maid distressed in blushes dressed when menaced by some bounder Or hoary dragon's fiery breath could call on Camelot's founder
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