Brett Pritchard
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Humility in futility.A Poem by Brett PritchardObsessing over the past, blind to the future. Why is it some live their lives in a misinformed stupor? |
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And it began with a sneeze....A Story by Brett PritchardThe mucus has stuck, the microbes have bread. Now here comes the sneezer to bite off your head.... |
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TrustA Poem by Brett PritchardFool me once shame on me. Fool me twice shame on you. Fool me again and I start to see. Those days are over, you're done fooling me. |
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No SignalA Poem by Brett PritchardThe eyes are open, the mouth moves, but something is wrong.... |
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DisguiseA Poem by Brett PritchardSuffer enough, and you'll teach yourself that the lonely way is the best way. This piece describes that tentative feeling of allowing a kind soul bey.. |
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FactA Poem by Brett PritchardA tribute to the best and wisest man I've ever known. |
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TrappedA Poem by Brett PritchardAnother raving from my days of depression. A dark place I'm no longer in, but I can never truly forget. |
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Broken StreetsA Poem by Brett PritchardA dark piece that I came up with once during a dark time in my life a few years ago. I was seriously down when I wrote this. |
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November Looms....A Story by Brett PritchardNovember looms. And in late Oct 2011, somewhere in Wolverhampton. A confused and addled twenty something inflicts his crazy if amusing views onto a n.. |
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The Edge Of The WorldA Story by Brett PritchardI was at the time I wrote this piece at a particular location. A location we've all visited and shall again. But never at the same time, and rarel.. |