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StoryThe First Socialist - Immaculately Conceived smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryAfghanistan smokejack44 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Things You Do - a job is a job smokejack24 years 4 months ago
StoryNot in front of the children - smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryNo Shit Sherlock - The new report of 'elitism in private schools' smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryEngland's High Street smokejack14 years 4 months ago
StoryLarge's Last Joke - CH1 Brief intro smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryA little drop of poison smokejack14 years 4 months ago
StoryFinite's Lost Arrow smokejack14 years 4 months ago
StoryLove with all its wrinkles smokejack14 years 4 months ago
StoryApathy Hill - Brief intro smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryPillow Talk smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryInternational Relations - Cross border love smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryA Blues Poem -To sing/mumble when drunk...... smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryIf you buy me garage flowers (when the girl knows its over) smokejack14 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Empty Phial smokejack04 years 4 months ago
StoryWar Again smokejack04 years 5 months ago
StoryWeek so Weak (blues) smokejack14 years 5 months ago
StoryInch (from my collection of #songs for sinners) smokejack04 years 5 months ago
StoryMinding My Own smokejack24 years 5 months ago
StoryAt the Airport in the rain smokejack04 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Brothel Keepers smokejack84 years 5 months ago
StoryCarnal Comedy Blues smokejack04 years 6 months ago
StoryGhost Ship smokejack24 years 6 months ago
StoryShake that Heart smokejack24 years 6 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Intention

It’s that time again When you don’t know Who you are and where you are Looking in the mirror Closing your eyes Knowing that when you open them It...
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Cherry

In the mix

She was on the spectrum Hated waiting never laughed She scratched her arms With a ball point pen And laughed at the scars She could articulate The...

Celia

She swam in a lake of cliches Repeating tired phrases Whilst looking up to the moon She laid on a bed of daises Looking up at the sky She always...
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Cherry

If Only

The bombs that never went boom The aeroplanes that couldn't fly The bullets that refuse to fire Because no one wanted to die The war ghouls of landed...

Empty Bed

The pillows and the sheets Ironed stiff and tucked in tight I can smell her perfume in the air And see her brushing her hair It's been awhile since...
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