My Stories
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Burn Baby, Burn “What’s she doing?” he asked, watching her pull the dishes out of the cabinet and putting them back in the soapy water.
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"No Jason, you don't understand. I had sex....alright unbelievable-hot-mind blowing-wet dream sex, but still sex in an alley." I put my head in my hands and tried not to cry.
My Poetry
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<100 words,
September 25, 2007. In love
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i am not the one
you don't love me
<100 words, 3 comments,
August 13, 2006. In 0, 21, 20
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he seeks her
his hunger terrible, his pain unbearable
<100 words, 5 comments,
August 12, 2006. In 0, 6, 5
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