andrew-evans
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | She was the lumberjack's wife | andrew-evans | 4 | 15 years 6 months ago |
| Story | I wish i had the right words | andrew-evans | 1 | 15 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Never ever | andrew-evans | 2 | 15 years 8 months ago |
| Story | My First Poem | 04greevesj | 5 | 15 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Whole | andrew-evans | 4 | 15 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Overlooked | andrew-evans | 2 | 15 years 11 months ago |
| Story | My new age pen pal | andrew-evans | 4 | 16 years 1 month ago |
| Story | An Incident on the Line | Silver Spun Sand | 22 | 16 years 2 months ago |
| Story | My shadow | andrew-evans | 6 | 16 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Suicide IS murder | andrew-evans | 4 | 16 years 8 months ago |
| Story | First kiss | andrew-evans | 6 | 17 years 3 months ago |
My stories
The drunken ramblings of a bearded man
Staggered walk and squint vision it was clear he was at the point of no recolition, heavy smell of rum on his breath and his teeth stained brown, and as he turned round he mumbled,
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Letters to the lost commanders of the sky
He stands there for a minute staring at his feet not know quite what to say, he never wanted her to go away, and when he looks up there's a tear in her eye, he never wanted to make her cry,
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Home
Home to me, a place of memories, the times we shared, the way you cared, the smell of your perfume lingering in the room, the safest four walls to me, but for others
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I'll pretend
Hey Coach it's alright, I'll pretend I'm okay when you need me to play, I'll pretend I'm not hurt when you need me to work, I'll pretend that I didn't mind when you put me on the sideline,
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Your breath on my neck
The glow of the tv on your back and in your eyes, the softness of your top and the curve of your waist, your hand, fingers intwined with mine, every single moment of the night
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