Jammy

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I have 16 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
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Amelia

My stories

Crush.

How my attention wavers so rapidly flits from prey to person Eclipses his dullness with your brazen potential How all thoughts of that brash hopeful have been replaced in a snap by your purity your purity of which you are dumb to

Alone.

A silvery snow breathes a sigh of relief, Darkest marbled blue. A new chance to be. The sun it shines brightly -Yet the weather is cold. I'll always remember, What I have been told. The day she turned bad,

Needing a meaning.

Here I am, In my obvious circumstances. Never held anything unknown. -'Nor have I seen, or tasted. But I have felt something strange. The sweet oblivion. Of a summers evening. As the mossy growth surrenders.

Medication.

Controlled by an ugly chemical farce There's a method to my madness And as I sit, my eyes they dance To contradict my sadness. And as I cry they scope away And scuttle, scream and kick Carrying with them

Writing.

Sweat escapes from nib to page A darkened bitter sight And even at, this jaded age, I make sense of it all as I write. A splintered future, left unmarked The dreams I owned were thieved Taken by a shadowed hand

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