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A script I began to explore at university and never got round to developing or finishing.
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Every rose has a petal,Every stem has a leaf,Every riddle has a rhyme,Every story, disbelief.If you were mine for me to haveYou would have been mine b..
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Today is a day I wish would never wake.
It’s been nearly a year since the last time I was given..
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A short, descriptive piece. Not much and not my best, but gets across a lot in a little description and allows your mind to wonder.
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At night he saw me,In day a blur.My feelings to him - undiscovered,And yet there we were.I prayed for his touch,But failed to feel.Our love guided by ..
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My dad passed away when I was 12. I can never express my love for him through words, but I hope this gives even the slightest of insights to the confu..
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Look inside.Underneath all your bitterness,There is a sweet rose awaiting its time to bloom.It has grown with you;With your spirit,And with your soul...
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Just a little fun piece of writing. Slight comedy.
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The sunhasn't appeared today.The freshmorning dewembraces me as I laycloseto death on the crisp, December grass. Frozen in a state of shock, the flesh..
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Something I am still working on!
I was inspired by the tale of Dick Turpin and I am in the process of developing the storyline. This is an experimen..
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