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This is a version of sleeping beauty from the 'old womans' point of view, hope you like it
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He sat there,Hidden under a twilight cloak,Silent as a bird on the wing,Dark as the shadows in a wolfs mouth.He didn't speak,He almost wasn't there,He..
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This is possibly one of the only non-fiction things i have ever written
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A horse, pure white, galloped furiously over the
hills, his rider, Patrick, urging him on to go faster. Patrick’s blonde hair
was flying b..
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I step through the grand gold doors,
I set down my gift,
Silently walking down dusty
corridors,
Covered in beautiful tapestr..
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THerE'S NOThiNg I Can dO,He'S iN MY hEAD,He wON't LeaVE,HE WOn'T go,He'S CLInGIng oN TO mE,HE's hISsiNG IN my eARs,HE WON'T GO,MAKE HIM GO,MAKE HIM LE..
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There are people in my head, who chatter all day long,They control my every movement,And laugh when I go wrong.There's Charlie,He's the Nightmare,He s..
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