Lem

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Forum topicDepersonalisation disorder Lem611 years 7 months ago
CollectionThe Blessed Four Of Rai-Stirigon Lem011 years 7 months ago
StoryWillkommen in Deutschland- a crisis, country-crossing and a new career Lem211 years 8 months ago
StoryWhen I Wake Up Next To You Lem111 years 8 months ago
StoryWhen I Was Young (Not-quite literal translation of 'Quand J'étais Jeune') Lem111 years 8 months ago
StoryWalking in Winter (Limbs in Locomotion) Lem111 years 8 months ago
StoryWoes of a Vampire Lem211 years 8 months ago
StoryTracht und Pracht- how my apron told the world I was widowed Lem211 years 8 months ago
StorySwinging Lem611 years 8 months ago
StoryOn My Muse Lem011 years 8 months ago
StoryMy Renaissance Lem611 years 8 months ago
StoryPockets Lem111 years 8 months ago
StorySandboy Lem111 years 8 months ago
StorySusan (I.P.) Lem211 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Word Thief, or The Love of My Life Lem011 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Spring Inside Lem511 years 8 months ago
StoryOh... Lem411 years 8 months ago
StoryOde To Cardiff Lem211 years 8 months ago
StoryPiano Lem211 years 8 months ago
StoryLosing My Knack Lem411 years 8 months ago
StoryTo The Summer Goddess- imitation of Keats Lem011 years 8 months ago
StoryOn Speaking German Lem111 years 8 months ago
StorySong Of Change Lem111 years 8 months ago
StoryShadowseeker Lem111 years 8 months ago
StoryRage Lem011 years 8 months ago

My stories

For Your Sake

For your sake, I hope there is a heaven It’s nothing less than what your goodness earns In some celestial vault, writ in the ledgers Piled high the...
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Fade

I admit that I’m forgetting Every day, a little more Just how much we loved each other That we thought we were forever That you were ever there at...
Cherry

Nadir

Most people grow up and grow wiser Flourish, flock to one another With their silly shiny smiles But I metastasise, human tumour Growing sick and...
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25

It was my intention to die On birthday (deathday) twenty-five When the air was shrouded in winter’s grey February skies already clad for mourning In...
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Fragile

I’m dancing atop the rolling world like running on a blue-green barrel but it really wouldn’t take much for an asteroid to wind me toss me down in...

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