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StoryWhat I see from the tower. kirsten413 years 9 months ago
StoryPride Brings Disaster P V Apoorva113 years 9 months ago
StoryThe age of knowledge kirsten213 years 9 months ago
StoryMesmerising kirsten713 years 9 months ago
StoryTiger run kirsten713 years 9 months ago
StoryF5 smilervamp4613 years 9 months ago
StoryA Gift Blue19911013 years 9 months ago

My stories

4 Little Daisies.

The meeting takes place in The Blue River Song peak Created by the giants Kostbaar and lieve

Cruel Beach

My sisters ask me to come up with a writing practise for their handwriting and i come up with something as depressing as this..;)
Cherry

Infinite Sky

I lie I'm bored I ask myself Why? Why am i lying in this bed A bandage round my eye A cast on my foot A plaster on my nose the paint of these Crummy walls Are my new pass time

Wonder

A mash of shapes Fill your semi closed eyes You try to make sense Of the shape of your body You move a muscle and can't It falters No moven't No emotion Just a muscle in a hand.

Socks

Socks, socks Smell like pots Never seem that clean Can look quite stripy Or spotty Or pipey Or a mixture, in between. Worn every day From December to May And then you go bare-foot

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