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Just a preview of something new that I'm trying out
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Things were reckless and wild and we loved it...
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The lilac sways
to a chant unknown
upon a gale of swollen tone.
The muse,
fingers dance and curl
Mother oyster to her pearl.
The heart sings..
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My one and ONLY vampire short to ever be written. Really old, mind you.
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Reactions are... illogical. Some can destroy the frail fabric of sanity. *Please read the note for the reviewers before you begin reading.
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A very short poem I wrote a year or two back before I stopped writing poetry. Life from a snowflakes point of view. Won me first place in the 'poem of..
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Learning about yourself is a difficult process. Doing so in another country, constantly being hassled by 'helpful' locals, and casually stalking someo..
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An introduction of sorts, equipped with nonsensical questions and a 'harmless' death threat...
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In this installment we enjoy lunch, discuss old dead birds and their houses, discover Jonathan Flanders, witness one of Withilia's less then stellar m..
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The trip has begun, for better or worse, but honestly, being enclosed in a plane shaped box for hours on end must be bad for ones health. Surely.
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