Mey
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Wind-up ToyA Poem by MeyYou stand there like a little Wind-up toy, Waiting for a hand to turn your key. And I watch you like a little Wound-up boy, Eager for my playt.. |
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Saunas, blizzards, and cigarettesA Story by MeyA little slice of the day |
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Street Corner SymphonyA Story by MeyGentle music, drifts around the alley like butterflies. |
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The insomniac’s dreamA Story by MeyI wandered the streets that night, wading though the fog, until I came to an alley which held both terror and delight. |
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Night TerrorsA Story by MeyPursued by forces beyond understanding I wait for dawn in an old seaside hotel. |
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Cigarettes and Smokey RoomsA Story by MeyThe air hung low in the room, weighed down by the thick smoke that slithered through the haze filling the small room with sultry odor. A young man.. |
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New OrleansA Story by MeyA short love story |
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Thunders Kiss: Doubt (6)A Story by MeyCold thoughts and a troubled mind |
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The Wind and the WindowA Story by MeyThe wind whispers at my windows, the promise of winter wet upon its lips. |