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StoryThe thimble of life Mark Heathcote24 years 6 months ago
Storyautumn haikus aislinn22h412 years 11 months ago
StoryA poem for my mum aislinn22h112 years 11 months ago
StoryA black kind of love aislinn22h012 years 11 months ago
Storyour mark aislinn22h013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLike elves tending trees aislinn22h013 years 2 weeks ago
Storystarling aislinn22h013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLight aislinn22h013 years 2 weeks ago
Storyunnamed aislinn22h213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFaith aislinn22h013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Owl aislinn22h213 years 5 months ago
StoryNo such thing as future aislinn22h313 years 5 months ago
Storyshooting star aislinn22h213 years 7 months ago
Storymosaics aislinn22h213 years 7 months ago
StoryImmorality? aislinn22h313 years 8 months ago
StoryPeople Are Stupid aislinn22h313 years 8 months ago
StorySara Meets John aislinn22h313 years 8 months ago

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mosaics

By aislinn22h on Fri, 16 Nov 2012

In my chest burns a void I try to fill with pleasures But it remains, longing for That what we could never forge You gave me life Kept me safe and warm
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A poem for my mum

By aislinn22h on Sat, 10 Nov 2012

It hurts To see your pain I pray almost every day For God to take it away Red liquid running in and out of your body For hours every other day An appointment you dread, but necessary
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our mark

By aislinn22h on Fri, 09 Nov 2012

I carved my name into a tree You carved yours equally Raw edges sliced into moss-strewn bark Prettily etched,we left our mark Matched with a date For remembrances sake
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Like elves tending trees

By aislinn22h on Thu, 08 Nov 2012

The world is our garden To create or destroy To grow seeds strong and open Or neglect from all joy The garden shouts for pleasure Not pressure or restriction Love and freedom are its nature
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starling

By aislinn22h on Thu, 08 Nov 2012

Its now when your not here that I've been pacing the courtyard of my own fears and I long to stand in crowds and listen to their noise and rows coz theirs no peace in my own silence
Love
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