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StoryThe autistic boy pumadelta29 years 8 months ago
StoryHand it over pumadelta59 years 8 months ago
StoryI found an angel in you pumadelta09 years 8 months ago
Storya walk down green dolphin st pumadelta29 years 8 months ago
StoryVissid'arte pumadelta59 years 8 months ago
StoryMy secret space pumadelta49 years 8 months ago
StoryOver the hill... pumadelta29 years 8 months ago
Storya story to tell pumadelta39 years 8 months ago
StoryI'm sorry pumadelta29 years 10 months ago
StoryTo a Cherry Tree Silver Spun Sand89 years 11 months ago
StoryPainting pictures, a world view pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StoryHelen pumadelta29 years 11 months ago
Storyspirit, soul and body. pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
Storymy unmade bed pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StoryThe beautiful girl pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
Storysin pumadelta29 years 11 months ago
StoryThe cottage in the park pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
Storycreator pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StorySea siren pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StoryBully pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StoryA poet's heart pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StorySchool crush pumadelta09 years 11 months ago
StoryBeatle mania pumadelta410 years 5 days ago
Storyshe sits alone this christmas pumadelta410 years 1 week ago
Story2 texts and the phone still has'nt rang pumadelta210 years 1 week ago

My stories

The Church of Hypocrisy The Greater

I walk through Leicester’s City streets, the place where Evil casts its dark shadow. I am met by gaiety and pride. With stealth I slip its grip And...
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Cherry

The waiting room

As I enter the waiting room The queue extends like a snake... With arms shoulders Impatient shuffling feet.. The eyes behind the desk Are busy hiding...

The elder tree

Where I’m coming from Those sottish children, who dance To the burning bush of mountain top experiences. Their passion set alight By flickering flame...

Judas Priest

Judas Preist He counted his money Stack by stack. Fraternised With the well adorned Women at the altar of shewbread. Threw his goodwill offering Of...

no more heroes

No more heroes I found out yesterday That you really don’t and Never have loved me It didn’t come as a shock But hit as hard as death its self Once I...

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