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StoryMe notwierd_gifted011 years 8 months ago
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StoryFeeling Of Ganja notwierd_gifted011 years 8 months ago
StoryThat Scarborough Cat notwierd_gifted214 years 2 months ago
StorySo Sing 09000250214 years 2 months ago
StoryZoo notwierd_gifted514 years 3 months ago
StoryNATURES WAY. skinner_jennifer1714 years 3 months ago
StoryGetting There notwierd_gifted214 years 3 months ago
StoryMe (2010)/I Love You/Feeling of Ganja (2010) notwierd_gifted314 years 3 months ago
Forum topic01/10/10 Story, Poem and Ip of the Week tcook1614 years 4 months ago
StoryMe (2010) notwierd_gifted514 years 4 months ago
StoryNot Forgotten notwierd_gifted314 years 4 months ago
StoryWhat's real, what's not notwierd_gifted314 years 4 months ago

My stories

Me (2010)/I Love You/Feeling of Ganja (2010)

By notwierd_gifted on Tue, 19 Oct 2010

If I can pull this out the bag, Then soon I won't have to keep looking back, If I can get the words out, even in text, Then watch out because you may be next, But i'll take myself out first,
Other Non-fiction
Poem
Certificate U

Party Animals

By notwierd_gifted on Mon, 04 Oct 2010

The sun is shining from above, People in the park feeding the doves, The leaves are falling off the trees, But what does it all mean to me, Nothing really that's the truth,
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

Me (2010)

By notwierd_gifted on Fri, 01 Oct 2010

If I can pull this out the bag, Then soon I won't have to keep looking back, If I can get the words out, even in text, Then watch out because you may be next, But i'll take myself out first,
Other Non-fiction
Poem
Certificate U

Not Forgotten

By notwierd_gifted on Thu, 30 Sep 2010

Five years on and i'm back again, Finally been able to pick up the pen, So many things I need to get out, But first it's time to give you a shout, I was a stray but you could see,
Biography
Poem
Certificate U

What's real, what's not

By notwierd_gifted on Sun, 26 Sep 2010

Laying there as usual hoping not to sleep, Thinking of your fuck ups as the morning slowly creeps, Listening to you snoring as I stare up at the cup, And then I heard you begin to get up,
Autobiography
Non-fiction
Certificate U

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