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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Dead Poets Society | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Cliche | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Buses | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Brush Off | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Alien Girl | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Collection | Set Two | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Collection | Set One | ndg | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | You, My Brother | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Valentines Day Massacre | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | What are we&;#063; | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | You have a life you don't know about | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | What might of been. | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Some Men | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Pier | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Not Slough | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Threshold | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Shall I be your rock&;#063; | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Orion Rising | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Little Chat | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | In the park | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Goldfish | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Hangover | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Inside every tin | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Friend | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Enough | ndg | 0 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
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Enough
I will walk long into the winter, With only the memory of words To become their prisoner as I Watch day dissolve in the splintered Air that gathers...
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- 410 reads
Inside every tin
Inside every tin of alphabetti spaghetti There is a poem, Somewhere lurking Hidden in the ketchup. Not liking poetry As a child I would write rude...
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- 470 reads
Pier
At the end of the world the pier clings Abandoned to shallows, cut off, scared Like drinking sailors blind to their fate All thirsty with the rust...
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- 386 reads
Dead Poets Society
Don't be a poet Be a critic, It's easier No need to put a with a Or b with b, feel free To write complicated theses Deconstructing the notions That...
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- 451 reads
Buses
You had to say it The clich? That women are like buses I know they always come in threes and Yes, there'll be one along soon. But I've waited Waited...
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- 452 reads