- Last seen on Mar 19 11:21 PM. Member since March 21, 2008.
- When I'm not writing, I'm eating syrup.
- I have 1 comment, 95 poems, 2 stories
My Stories
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A Dream: I could hear the grinding of bone against bone and the soft rubbing of dry muscle and tendons snapping.1100 words, 4 comments, April 8, 2008. In Dark, Death, Depression, Horror, Pain, Personal, Short story
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To taste the rain as a lover's kiss, You're oceans away but in my mind all the same.
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And Set Sail To Give Me To The World.
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- [no title] it's just a bit of catharsis at allpoetry
it isn't a real poem. it's just something I needed to get out. - Witticisms turned frailty at allpoetry
you lost your button - [ He's not generally a bad guy. ] at allpoetry
the crapped part is that he's overly cruel to you just because he can
