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StoryHere, There & Everywhere Mark Heathcote116 years 11 months ago
StoryHow It Is Silver Spun Sand2016 years 11 months ago
StoryFor the Love of Cupcake yrene216 years 12 months ago
StoryLight In The Dark? Mangone2017 years 2 weeks ago
StoryUmlaut Lem317 years 3 weeks ago
StoryUntil Spring MistakenMagic1017 years 2 months ago
StorySelf-confrontation!!! yrene217 years 4 months ago
StoryNothing left to say Holly717 years 4 months ago
StoryA New Dawn Bradene217 years 4 months ago
StoryComing With Age Bradene217 years 4 months ago
StoryAll the good girls are taken Caolan_le_Paddy117 years 4 months ago
StoryFutility Bradene717 years 4 months ago
Story4 Connecting Haiku Bradene517 years 4 months ago
StoryToo Much Gravity chelseyflood317 years 4 months ago
StoryThose new shoes! Caolan_le_Paddy217 years 4 months ago
StoryPhoto of an Old Refugee threeleafshamrock517 years 4 months ago
StoryIf Only yrene317 years 4 months ago
StoryUnknown Love Caolan_le_Paddy217 years 4 months ago
StoryBound Ann-Marie37317 years 5 months ago
StoryMist of Me Ann-Marie37117 years 5 months ago
StoryWhat is Beauty Caolan_le_Paddy117 years 5 months ago
StoryJuices martin_t117 years 5 months ago
StoryAbandoned Bones Amanda-Moo217 years 5 months ago
StorySorry Daddy Yazmin317 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Hamster Diaries 1 maddan717 years 5 months ago

My stories

When the Night Cradles Me

Moon, shine on me tonight Make everything alright Oh let me sleep so tight As I switch off my light Sweet dreams, pay a visit As my sweet smiles repeat Let warmth enter my feet

Wild Flowers

Soft petals gathered by the breeze Swaying tenderly with such ease They dance and sing their lullaby As I unhurriedly pass by They create their own melody With great wonder and symphony

What Was Supposed To Be

It was only carried for months It didn't even made a grunt They did not want it to survive They would have killed it with a knife It was meant to give smiles They said it will only cry

Succumb

Hearing the whooshing of cold air You cradle your heart with care You stand near the end of the road Feeling so left alone and cold Shadows of regrets follow you

Segments of Sentiments

I pull these words, out of my heart May they stick to you like small darts I'm a stranger, you're my reader I'll touch your soul, I'll dig deeper Each morning, we see the same sun

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