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StoryLove's Cause and Effect L G Meadows213 years 6 months ago
StoryOde to a Snowflake. cassiopeia213 years 6 months ago
StoryI Ain't Writing L G Meadows413 years 6 months ago
StoryLOVE EXPLORED susansuzy213 years 6 months ago
StoryTell Me Friend Joe Williams213 years 6 months ago
StoryHero L G Meadows213 years 7 months ago
StoryJourney of Imagination L G Meadows213 years 7 months ago
StoryStatistical Process Control (SPC) HalfDaft113 years 7 months ago
StorySoft Thoughts L G Meadows313 years 7 months ago
StoryNINE THIRTY-FOUR IN THE EVENING kheldar1313 years 7 months ago
StoryThrough the smoke of the evening fire V.C.Willow313 years 7 months ago
StoryNon -sense V.C.Willow213 years 7 months ago
StoryLove Song L G Meadows413 years 7 months ago
StoryClassical Music David Maidment113 years 7 months ago
StoryUnruly Words L G Meadows713 years 8 months ago
Story'Meant to be' andrew-evans413 years 8 months ago
StoryLIVING LIFE ON A DREAM skinner_jennifer2513 years 8 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows613 years 8 months ago
StoryDon't Call It Love L G Meadows213 years 8 months ago
StoryChocolate Geoffrey1113 years 8 months ago
StoryExert from my zaprtangol blog peterelbee213 years 8 months ago
StoryFrom My London Album Luly Whisper613 years 8 months ago
StoryPause. marcuscleaver213 years 8 months ago
StoryNobody ever listened to me David Maidment213 years 8 months ago
StoryDestiny L G Meadows213 years 9 months ago

My stories

What Evil Lurks in Shady Cloisters (IP)

Who knows what evil lurks in shady cloisters Hiding in the stones Who knows what evil was contained In the priest’s old bones Who knows what steps were done in haste Fleeing from the fear

The Midnight Hours

Evening slipped The hour is late Midnight depths No light penetrates What says the night When it’s disturbed It says nothing Silence unnerving What move does it make
Cherry

Ten Things I'd Change About Me- or , Oh, to be Average (IP)

TEN THINGS I’D CHANGE ABOUT ME There aren’t too many things I’d change about me but I will give it a try:

The Infamous Gallump

The Gallump Has quite a hump But his nose Looks like a lump He has a crest Like a quails And a tail like a snails Now his feet Are really neat But to count them Would take a week

Morning micro capsule (IP)

The sun has risen, barely. I like to get up early, the alone time is pleasing to me. Unfortunately, the cat does not respect this.

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