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StoryIf You Were mayman315 years 10 months ago
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StoryWHAT CHRISTMAS MEANS TO ME skinner_jennifer1715 years 10 months ago
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My stories

Divided Ground

Divided Ground (6th July, 2010) United we sit, to observers visually sound; Divided we will fall on this unsteady ground. You’re rising up, loud and proud, to make a stand,
Cherry

Whispersin

Whispersin (11th June, 2010) This is the voice that you cannot hear if you’re listening to God, isn’t that right, My dear? These are the thoughts that good girls don’t have,
Poem of the week

Back of my hand

Back of my hand (9th June, 2010) I wrote your name on the back of my hand with eyeliner, so I wouldn’t forget; you know how I am; memory lane twists and turns, if only I hadn’t learnt the

Scene Obscene (song lyrics)

Got the syllable counts for the rhythm on, hence the numbers!

Spring Fever

Spring Fever (7th April, 2010) Sun presses prying fingers in my eyes; ‘Wake, and find the winter is slain’ she cries; her voice resounds high, like a banshee wails,

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