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StoryDeath's Garden piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryD) 'I love you' piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryConkers piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryCheese piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryC) Intimacy piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryC) Hunger piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryBreath piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryBeauty and the Beast piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryBabies piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryB) The morning after piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryB) She and I piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryAraminta piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryAnimal piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryA) Tingle piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryA) Innocence piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryA practice death piglet012 years 3 months ago
Collectionfor all the letters I have too many of piglet012 years 3 months ago
Collectionspots, crushes and other joys of teenagehood piglet012 years 3 months ago
CollectionShort stories 'n' stuff piglet012 years 3 months ago
CollectionVarious poems piglet012 years 3 months ago
CollectionLife And Death piglet012 years 3 months ago
StoryYou know the feeling piglet012 years 5 months ago
StoryValentine's Card piglet012 years 5 months ago
StoryXmas Tree piglet012 years 5 months ago
StoryWhy piglet012 years 5 months ago

My stories

C) Hunger

Same old story, same old rhyme, Found in every world and time. On the outside, looking through. Border marked - them and you. Hallucinations, cruel...

You know the feeling

You know the feeling. heart you'd thought a metaphor dances to its throbbing beat oozing sweat from every pore burning cold with fizzing heat dreams...

P) Hope

I watch them through my weary eyes and know what's coming next. They argue like two actors, reading from a text. But actors speak with feeling, so...

O) The Butterfly

The rhythmic chugging of the train has driven me to slumber. Ensconced in dark oblivion I neither hear, nor see, Nor smell, nor taste, nor touch it,...

Underground

Her feet tread the ways of a thousand years Superficiality quells her fears On the surface the sun shines bright No need for a lantern's quavering...

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