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My Cell Phone is Never Charged

A Poem by ohsograceful

He calls on me to stay the nightAnd when I rise with the sunTo face my godAll I can think ofIs that I will carry him with meBut without any piece of m..

When There is Nothing Else

A Poem by ohsograceful

Have you ever been so sick that demons No longer Concern you? That when the clock strikes 3am and They awaken, You merely sigh, hun..

Someone You'll Never Meet

A Story by ohsograceful

The bells on the door had been quiet for some time. The only patron of the bar was an older gentleman, his salt and pepper hair slightly disheveled...