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StoryOde to Venus alphadog1515 years 4 months ago
Storymore school recollections. alphadog1215 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Day that never happened. alphadog1215 years 5 months ago
StoryImages of my Grandmother alphadog1215 years 6 months ago
StoryJuggling For Mash tcook2715 years 6 months ago
StoryThe long room alphadog1215 years 6 months ago
Forum topicRaul mote WillSimpson1515 years 6 months ago
CollectionShort stories Anonymous615 years 7 months ago
Forum topicMore Terrorists? Mangone1115 years 7 months ago

My stories

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It’s here: our pulses slowly start to quicken; While dancing with bright heat fuelled eyes, They Linger long- then slowly start to glisten, As our warming hands- reach out for soft

In her slow spirals I am now made whole.

I swirl, curl, and then stretch myself out, To twist, then wrestle and wrap all about; Then I twirl, unfurl, to slip and slide after, In long spirals, that cycle, in sensual ardour.

abuser

not happy. I feel I am genuine to myself, I know that. But I also know I have a leaning to unforgiveness. A part of my human nature I find hard to contend with.

Tramp the earth down

Its not about the death of a person but the idea's that she stood for.

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