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Slightly sour, Your milky baby’s breath Smells sweeter in my arms. I close my eyes And try to inhale time, Freeze this moment Watch yo..

short story. Please ignore grammar and comment on content.

I'm trying to write a book...would love to know what everyone thinks so far.

Such compliments sipping another round of scotch feeling lost in shallow conversations cigarette circles. You waltz in with your rooster strut ..

They deserved it. It was their fault. We lost the first World War. This was taught in schools. What must a human being do to deserve having ..

this is for a nonsense competition. What do you think?

Dedicated to my father who will always be timeless...a legend to my children and theirs.

I must admit to stealing this idea...but the playful diction is mine. I just wanted to play around with it.

Mind is busy thinking through, The trivial and trite. Whilst body lay about and loaf, Collecting dusty strife. Passions quickly blade the tong..

Twice our tragedy played center stage Before our family’s duel demise Beneath backdrops inlaid with rage Bequest our passions shant arise ..