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Storycrushed ice crushed paracetamol mikilowe012 years 1 month ago
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Storynyx and erebos mikilowe112 years 1 month ago
Storythis is england mikilowe912 years 1 month ago
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Storythe night walk to the slaughterhouse mikilowe212 years 1 month ago
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Storythe plug hole of the bath mikilowe012 years 1 month ago
Storyoysters have long black eye lashes. mikilowe112 years 1 month ago
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StoryDark Horses mikilowe112 years 1 month ago
StoryThe elegant Slaughterhouse mikilowe012 years 1 month ago
Storyswamp mikilowe112 years 1 month ago
StoryNear the Close mikilowe212 years 1 month ago
Storyyour throat overflows mikilowe112 years 3 months ago
Storyyou drew on your cigarettes mikilowe112 years 3 months ago
StoryFortunately And Unfortunately The Walrus812 years 5 months ago

My stories

The elegant Slaughterhouse

On the table, there's a few piles, of paper , on some of them, in some place, the silver dust is scratched away, and where the halides and tones are gone there's a sharp, clean incisive cut

swamp

He told me, with an earnest face, that ones like those are not loyal. He said I know their'e kind, I know them well, they grow rooted deep in the silt.

Near the Close

You always sat at peace in an immaculate space ,Whilst I listened to the taps whistling, soflty Elbows on the little square, of a filthy counter. And so I looked at every nervy look

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