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lost in the brambles  of the gathering gloom i saw your impression  in the middle of the room with all the fireflies waving to me like the o...

as the last of the midnight  blues fade away bleary eyed snapdragons jostle half asleep for the tendrils of the early morning sun creeping a...

Stethoscopes come and Stethoscopes go But you were special   Somehow Plum coloured stem Rainbow diaphragm I misplaced you   A few hours into...

words used to sprout like new green wheals from the tendrils of a crashing winter zigzag marathons on the last vestiges of snow t...

i resolve not to pine over the apples not to let tart comments get to me to set the dust dogs free to find someplace that produces th...

"I feel sad, write a story to cheer me up!" I looked over the tops of the stacks of books at her pout, almost comical in its child...

sometimes you can tell it isnt meat to be some are too nutty others are always in a jam sometimes it's obvious - someone who sets ...