Beeme

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StoryAll Butterflies Flock Towards The Light Beeme1911 years 9 months ago
StoryAbu Simbel, Egypt. Beeme311 years 9 months ago
StoryA new day Beeme1411 years 9 months ago
StoryA "BEEME" and " CAVALCADERL" POEM Beeme211 years 9 months ago
Story"CAVALCADERL" and "BEEME" EDIT Beeme711 years 9 months ago
Forum topicThankyous and Last Days to submit Beeme011 years 9 months ago
Forum topicPoem published by Poetry24 Beeme1011 years 9 months ago
Forum topicJalapeno Green Pepper Beeme211 years 9 months ago
Forum topicwriting about mental health Beeme2311 years 9 months ago
Forum topicSelf publishing my first book Beeme211 years 9 months ago
Forum topicBest wishes for Christmas! Beeme1511 years 9 months ago
Forum topicDepression- Motives Beeme311 years 9 months ago
Forum topicNerves Beeme1511 years 9 months ago
Forum topicCherry worthy? - I think so. Beeme211 years 9 months ago
Forum topicShould I self-publish? Beeme911 years 9 months ago
Forum topicPlay Writing Beeme911 years 9 months ago
Forum topiccompetitions Beeme411 years 9 months ago
Forum topicWriting competitions Beeme311 years 9 months ago
CollectionSociety and Muffled Cries Beeme011 years 9 months ago
StoryIt is more Beeme011 years 10 months ago
Forum topicPaul Chappell (Footsie/FTSE100) andrea3911 years 10 months ago
Forum topic4 Days Left to join in Beeme011 years 10 months ago
Forum topicSubmit your poetry and prose! Beeme511 years 10 months ago
Forum topicUpdate on Susan - Richard LP's Sister Richard L. Prov...011 years 10 months ago
StoryRome Beeme111 years 11 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Fire and love

my father is drinking himself to death, he was hospitalised and this is what I wrote after I visited him. Me and my sister had to support him walking, his shakes travelled up my entire body.
Cherry

Beautiful (II)

There is something beautiful when a man brushes her skin with his fingertips, so gently.
Cherry

Beautiful

Because some people find beauty where there is none to the naked eye.

Overdose

Slip me a pill Bill i'll sleep like a baby, maybe one more in the bottom of my glass will mend my heart. Crack, it shatters as glass. Listen, to the faint breath

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