c.d.lee

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Storysimple - or - quite complex c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storysociety crumbling or a good clip round the lug c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storylove life - or - lifes Love c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storyold mans heartbreak - or - hopeful for reuniting c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storylessons in life - or - all a dad can do c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storyrootin tootin - or - veg patch match c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storysuch are the choices - or - what would you do? c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storyhypocritical - or - blah c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storyhow the mighty fall - or - is it just c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storyinconsolable differences - or - now is the time c.d.lee113 years 3 months ago
Storydoodles in the sky - or - my smelly great lump c.d.lee013 years 3 months ago
Storymy mind has gone - or - has yours too c.d.lee216 years 5 months ago
StoryRequiem For a Friend Silver Spun Sand2516 years 9 months ago
Storythe night train out - or - do i really want to leave? c.d.lee417 years 2 weeks ago
StoryHis Father's Eyes Silver Spun Sand1817 years 2 weeks ago
Storyopen your eyes - or - waste it all c.d.lee517 years 2 weeks ago
Storyfor the last tommy - or - a patch in time c.d.lee217 years 2 weeks ago
Storyhopes light eternal - or - fears into damnation c.d.lee517 years 2 months ago
Storysweet angels - or - is it really so bad c.d.lee517 years 2 months ago
Storyinevitable - or - preventable c.d.lee217 years 2 months ago

My stories

song of the dark reaper

i feel a darkness growing inside me, what started off as something way over the boundries of my moral playing field has invaded the field of my mind and heart, i cannot fight its

an angels joy - or - mankinds folly

an angel she fell from high up above, when she burned her wings tersely collecting some love, from the stars it seems that she flew far too near, she fell... i saw...she was hurt i did fear,

for the last tommy - or - a patch in time

recent thoughts do fade away, i struggle to remember yesterday, what i ate for breakfast or where i went, memories sucked from an old mans mind vent, yet though i may be old and frail,

a feline promise - or - timezones

sleep beckons with persuasive invite, its cradling arms devour my sight, things become veiled, a bleary zone, sounds merge and become dulcet in tone, NO.....my mind snaps back this now,

a willing victims faith - or - a scorpion is always a scorpion

taste my flesh sweet sir bite but not too much drink away my lifeforce redden your lips of pale then seek me not no more i shall not be found take all you want now cast your furrowed brow

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