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Lighthouse to Harbour Alone I stand, gazing out upon as yet Uncharted waters. I am a ship. A hand rests gently at my helm, The unseen force set ..

Does exactly what it says on the tin

Calm After the Storm For once she couldn't see forever. Lived through it all, but could not weather This storm. Lightening, rain, excrutiating p..

Pale Face Tick. Tick. Tick. The hands stand still. Unmoving. Drags, creeps. Endless. It's pale face draws eyes. A magnet. Those it captures sti..

Not Quite Gone She died here. Breathed her last in this Very bed on which I lie. Part of her lingers here still, Embedded in the matress, the old..

Dedicated to someone who helped me so much when I was kinda screwed up in high school

Written the same day as 'Unrequited'. I was in a bit of a melancholy mood

Something that came to me in a Math lesson about three years ago.

The Power of the Unspoken Word. There is something so exhilarating About an empty page. Naked, bare, open, Just waiting to be filled. Pot..

Ode To A Friend Held Dear Hush now little one, Come here I’ll dry your eyes. Sit on my lap and I’ll tell you a story, About castle..