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Forum topicABCtales and The Big Issue tcook1118 years 4 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Good Day To Die

no dark clouds cross this sky the trees not wracked by bitter winds the sea not twisted torn in torment terror today is not a good day to die
Cherry

I Now Forget

Silk sleep and milk deep softness rest in feather down slumber as finger reach and rest on wanted skin. Eyes in mine are falling through the end of years
Cherry

The Art of Love

Rest In sweet naked slumber, Gentle and pure, While I, enraptured, Paint my life Across your perfect frame. Eyes closed

Appen

pen aslip atween a dartness, atween a gratehound and afrey. in dinner wine of sleet an gindy brakes a boundry and a brey. carpet mouth a little weary...
Cherry

Soap

Crossroads was tacky and Brookside's too hard the Archers smells funny Eastenders like lard they all are just too dreary like really bad weather

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