jennifer

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StorySins on my knees jennifer516 years 11 months ago
StoryBeautiful creations Mark Heathcote116 years 11 months ago
StoryLouder than jennifer216 years 11 months ago
StorySpeaking in tongues jennifer416 years 11 months ago
StoryDust BeamsAndVoids816 years 11 months ago
StoryAn Embarassing Question Ewan916 years 11 months ago
StoryAlf and Bette's Surrealist Soup Ewan416 years 11 months ago
StoryRising Sap luigi_pagano716 years 11 months ago
StoryRiddled With It jennifer216 years 11 months ago
StoryDesigned to shock jennifer1316 years 11 months ago
StoryTouch me jennifer716 years 11 months ago
StoryI struggled for years with belly fat and now I know a thing span716 years 11 months ago
StoryBeyond Darkness Conan.White116 years 11 months ago
StorySafe, smug little world jennifer216 years 11 months ago
Forum topicAn ABC conversation - Join in! markbrown3916 years 11 months ago
StoryPlaster Alaw616 years 11 months ago
StoryTeenage 2 jennifer316 years 12 months ago
StoryThere will be paint brighteyes316 years 12 months ago
StorySCAM alp116 years 12 months ago
StoryTeenage jennifer616 years 12 months ago
StoryNo More Than 10 Words jennifer316 years 12 months ago
StoryWrite write write jennifer216 years 12 months ago
StoryWords Will Not Suffice Rebekah516 years 12 months ago
Forum topicWhat sharpens your perception most? markbrown1816 years 12 months ago
StoryX Box jennifer316 years 12 months ago

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In as many words

In as many words (29th April 2008, 11.15pm) Time (tempus fugit) Place (I know mine) Face (yours, blank and expressionless) Fool (me, strength of years wanting)

Write write write

Write write write (29th April 2008, 9.17pm) Searching for something that I know I won’t find I’ve been blind blind blind You ask my why I’m so happy I say

Git

Git (29th April 2008, 8.05pm) Look, here, closer, yes, Can you see it? A tiny hole in my surface layer, Smaller than a pinprick, Made with a word, Sharper than a needle.

Tongue tied

Tongue tied (29th April 2008, 7.51pm) As I hold my tongue, struggling against The slippery little bitch that she is, I’m beating my head against the brick walls I have built around myself;

Push

Push (28th April, 2008, 11.15pm) I concentrate, my brow a washed out beach As I push, one by one, the lies back in between your teeth; Brave little soldiers, going down,

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