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Story LOST BUT FOUND Cavalcader415 years 7 months ago
StoryEast Coast Gangsta Ewan715 years 7 months ago
StoryLife- pinda315 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Thong Of Fire threeleafshamrock915 years 7 months ago
StoryDays Like This sunshine1015 years 8 months ago
StoryThis day has finally come pinda915 years 8 months ago
StoryFace 2 Face pumadelta615 years 8 months ago
StoryThey want to see us bleed! pinda615 years 8 months ago
StoryWe JamesF615 years 8 months ago
StoryLongs Close poetjude615 years 8 months ago
StoryShocks 1,2,3 Beeme1015 years 8 months ago
StoryCindy threeleafshamrock1015 years 8 months ago
StoryThere comes a day! pinda415 years 8 months ago
StoryRacism Card,Race Card!! pinda515 years 8 months ago
StoryHelp me pinda115 years 8 months ago
StoryMOST!-Random and disgusting rap,you will ever read! *Don't read if you get disgusted easily* pinda815 years 8 months ago
StoryDon't come around! IF YOU CHERISH LIFE!!!! pinda115 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Banquet joanne-jellyfish115 years 8 months ago
StoryMy Mirror liv2write08215 years 8 months ago
StoryHow Was The Earth Created? Ciaran Samuel P...115 years 8 months ago
StoryBridge 3 Sikander715 years 8 months ago
StorySlave Mentality pinda215 years 8 months ago
StoryHunted love pinda215 years 8 months ago
StoryProvoked death pinda215 years 8 months ago
StoryTHE GREAT OUTDOORS poem Richard L. Prov...415 years 8 months ago

My stories

MONSTER

I'm that monster, who can read your mind. Be at two places at that same time. My uropose is for execution and slaughter. I'll kidnap your son, and rape your daughter.

Why You Wanna Trip On Me?

They say I'm different. They don't understand. But there's a bigger problem. That's much more in demand. We've got world hunger, Not enough to eat. So there's really no time.

It's not about class, colour or places

It's not about class, colour or places. Lets get around, and see different spaces. Put a smile on those distant faces. Don't go being blasphemous and racist.

On The Line

You see yourself in the mirror. And you don't like what you see. And things aren't getting much clearer.

Fall Again

Something about you, starin' in your eyes. Everything I'm looking for, I seem to find.

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