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What do you think of my boring story i just wrote ?

April 18, 2011 by  
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Not sure what time it was ,when he got up . But when he got up ,there was no going back to sleep for him. Being alone never a easy thing to do , the thoughts run through his mind can never be gone till you go to sleep again. By yourself , for me [...]

My daughter wrote this?

March 23, 2011 by  
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Home is a strange place. A place where one can hide, lock away troubles into an empty casket of long forgotten cobbles. These walls injest all my secrets, they throw back evrything I throw at them, but with twice the force. The power overcomes me at times and the feelings dispursed into the vacum starvs [...]

just wrote this..will it go well with Flamenco Sketches (Miles Davis)?

January 10, 2011 by  
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my soul is in a pleasant place my heart beats at a slow place good graces peace amoungst men & races familiar faces bind with the similar places chilled, relaxed, stoned and dazed the cows graze and people run around in society like rats in a maze the children play, all colours exept grey feel [...]

What do you think about this exerpt from this short novel i wrote called heartbreak?

November 9, 2010 by  
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Sitting in a room, faced down suffocating from the darkness that lingers inside, viciously taunting my misery. i contemplate hoping that one day light will show its glowing face again. shivering from the coldness of being betrayed by the one i gave my heart to. The one who was suppose to be the my one [...]

I want to give this poem to my friend, I wrote it, what do you think?

August 21, 2010 by  
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My Garden The stone is cracked, water no longer flows from the once intricate fountain The fresh chromatic hyacinths and roses are withered and died Soil cracks with each foot step It has become a place without the relief of water The only thing thriving are the hedges, seemingly dead yet growing, enclosing me in [...]

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