Spat Queen
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A PleadA Story by Spat QueenSo now I suppose I am supposed to write something you can feel. Well ,to serve what purpose.? When I think about what you think about when you thi.. |
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Strawberry JuiceA Story by Spat Queen2/7/09 KISS OF WORDS / A short story I never heard of strawberry juice until recently. It seemed as though once upon a time as a child I made a r.. |
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You Don\'t Fool MeA Story by Spat QueenImagine king Arthurs table. Fifty feet long and rectangular. Black finish. Well kept. Rigid, formal chairs. Like sitting at opposite ends of a footbal.. |
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Peanut ButterA Story by Spat QueenAmusings |
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Lucifera\'s DilemmaA Story by Spat QueenApparently it seems the woman has a friend who is allegedly acting in a manner unbefitting of what most would define as being notable asa good friend... |
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River CarcassA Poem by Spat QueenThere is a river running through the center of the collective when you listen you can hear it rushing through, an current ofmuttled thoughts int.. |
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Moving MomentsA Poem by Spat QueenThe world will pardon my mush... |
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SubtleA Poem by Spat QueenWhen you shout across a room it isn't subtle If you want to drop a hint I would consider not to shout it for it might defeat the purpose of the s.. |
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Tribute to WritersA Story by Spat QueenShould a writer write off another writer based on the idea that the writer rated them poorly? I say why would I want a writer reading my writing if th.. |
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Window RainA Poem by Spat QueenBound by chains of secrecy oppressed by the words of faith rising up from the ashes falling down on me like bricks and when I wait a little lo.. |