Dragao40

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StoryPICTURE PIECE Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryPC POEM Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryPROFESSOR FATBUM'S LAST BOW Dragao40110 years 10 months ago
StoryPARIS Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryKnife Stories - A Trilogy Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryPencils Dragao40410 years 10 months ago
StoryParis Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StorySerpent Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryMy invisible friend Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StorySaudades Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryQ - BLOSSOM BABYSTABBER Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryMagic eyes Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryI LIKE CYCLISTS Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryJ - Alone on a bench Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryFOUND PHRASES Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryF- A HISTORY LESSON Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StoryE - The Soul of Spanish Women Dragao40010 years 10 months ago
StorySING HEY NONNY NO FOR ENGLAND Dragao40111 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE WHITE ROOM Dragao40211 years 4 months ago
StoryLet's start again Dragao40312 years 8 months ago
StoryFarewell Wee Ginge (after McGonagall) Dragao40312 years 9 months ago
StoryTHE WHITE ROOM - 2 Dragao40213 years 2 months ago
StoryTHE BEST GIRLFRIEND I NEVER HAD Dragao40313 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Quest for Alix Ward - 2 Dragao40213 years 2 months ago

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OUT

Ana and Emma are out on Reception Working so hard, as hard as can be. They met back in school when they were in detention After a chasing a bully boy...

New Traditional Folk Song

She woke in the morning to her baby’s cry Don’t cry my baby. With an ache in her ribs and a blacked out eye Don’t cry my little one. She cradled the...

Bernie Worrell. 19/4/1944 - 24/6/2016

Five o'clock in the morning. Sitting reading about love and loss. Mainly the love, the good times, the humour and the companionship. A small tear in...

Rainbow's End

RAINBOW’S END I called my girl from Rainbow’s End. She chewed me out for the time I’d spent. Told me not to waste my life Wishing on, wishing on a...
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MIDDLE MAN

The Middle Man In the garden, near the gravestones There’s a man who’s dressed in black. He clutches at his chest, He’s no time for looking back. His...

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