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StoryThe autistic boy pumadelta210 years 1 month ago
StoryHand it over pumadelta510 years 1 month ago
StoryI found an angel in you pumadelta010 years 1 month ago
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StoryVissid'arte pumadelta510 years 1 month ago
StoryMy secret space pumadelta410 years 1 month ago
StoryOver the hill... pumadelta210 years 1 month ago
Storya story to tell pumadelta310 years 1 month ago
StoryI'm sorry pumadelta210 years 3 months ago
StoryTo a Cherry Tree Silver Spun Sand810 years 3 months ago
StoryPainting pictures, a world view pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
StoryHelen pumadelta210 years 4 months ago
Storyspirit, soul and body. pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
Storymy unmade bed pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
StoryThe beautiful girl pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
Storysin pumadelta210 years 4 months ago
StoryThe cottage in the park pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
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StoryA poet's heart pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
StorySchool crush pumadelta010 years 4 months ago
StoryBeatle mania pumadelta410 years 5 months ago
Storyshe sits alone this christmas pumadelta410 years 5 months ago
Story2 texts and the phone still has'nt rang pumadelta210 years 5 months ago

My stories

The Church of Hypocrisy The Greater

I walk through Leicester’s City streets, the place where Evil casts its dark shadow. I am met by gaiety and pride. With stealth I slip its grip And...
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Cherry

The waiting room

As I enter the waiting room The queue extends like a snake... With arms shoulders Impatient shuffling feet.. The eyes behind the desk Are busy hiding...

The elder tree

Where I’m coming from Those sottish children, who dance To the burning bush of mountain top experiences. Their passion set alight By flickering flame...

Judas Priest

Judas Preist He counted his money Stack by stack. Fraternised With the well adorned Women at the altar of shewbread. Threw his goodwill offering Of...

no more heroes

No more heroes I found out yesterday That you really don’t and Never have loved me It didn’t come as a shock But hit as hard as death its self Once I...

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