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StoryCall Centre Blues Conan.White412 years 1 day ago
StoryBeyond Darkness Conan.White112 years 1 day ago
Story'The Journey' by Joshua Castelino (Age 8 ) Conan.White212 years 1 day ago
Story'The Passionate Deceit' Conan.White112 years 1 day ago
StoryA Dragon's Tale Conan.White112 years 1 day ago
CollectionPoems Conan.White012 years 1 day ago
CollectionSomething Different Conan.White012 years 1 day ago
StoryWords Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryPretentious Poem Conan.White312 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Shadows of a Broken Marriage Conan.White212 years 1 month ago
StoryTo Be Born Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 7 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 6 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 5 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 4 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 3 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 2 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 1 Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Union Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Way Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryLove's Goodbye Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Sorrow Conan.White112 years 1 month ago
StoryUndisclosed Guilt Conan.White112 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Boy that could Fly Conan.White012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Questing Knight Conan.White012 years 1 month ago

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My stories

The Minimalist Poem

The Begining The Middle The End..............

Pretentious Poem

I use big words to hide the talent that I do not have I masquerade with metaphors that have no real meaning My verse and rhymes are of nugatory value

Call Centre Blues

The coffee is cheaper than the plastic cup it is served in Its taste as bitter as my life For the calls are constant here A barrage that will eventually destroys my very soul

I Ain't No Angel

I ain't no Angel No divine wonder No holy apparition Just an abandoned soul I ain't no deity Not of the Lord Not of any faith Because I am very much of the flesh

The Shadows of a Broken Marriage

I lived in pain for so long The bitter tears of doubt was all I knew It was not you I needed to forgive For I punished Myself every footstep of the way The bitterness swells

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