Streicheln

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StoryUnseen beauty. Streicheln07 years 8 months ago
StoryKeeper. Streicheln08 years 10 months ago
StoryInvisible line. Streicheln110 years 4 months ago
StoryIllusion of serenity. Streicheln210 years 11 months ago
StoryReality of dream. Streicheln010 years 12 months ago
StoryImpure. Streicheln311 years 1 month ago
StoryCurse. Streicheln211 years 1 month ago
StoryCaress of dream. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StorySay nothing. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryNewborn. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryForgotten ones. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryMirror. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryBittersweet. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryMistake. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryDo you know my name? Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryDay by day. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
CollectionPoems. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
CollectionShort stories. Streicheln011 years 5 months ago
StoryEmbrace that never was. Streicheln211 years 6 months ago
StoryGods of old. Streicheln011 years 6 months ago
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Blog entrySilence. Streicheln011 years 6 months ago
Blog entryIf... Streicheln011 years 6 months ago
StoryGift of love. Streicheln011 years 6 months ago

My collections

My stories

Keeper.

Darkness spread across the sky as the first heavy drops of rain fell into dust, distant rumble of thunder a messenger of nature's fury to be...

Unseen beauty.

Dark are the days in the place where i dwell, amongst past hates and long forgotten lusts, a place beyond time and space, where memories of long gone...

Invisible line.

Insanity is, after all, ugly. Even when it wears a mask of beauty. Much like death, try as we might to make it appealing, is always hideous, madness...
Cherry

Illusion of serenity.

Thinking to myself - "Why not?", i take a step back and leap off the cliff i have been standing on the edge of for the last several years, looking at...

Reality of dream.

No words will come tonight, no thoughts. Blindly stumbling in the darkness, crawling on my hands and knees, feeling my way around, nothing but...

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