alan khan
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the rain caught the leavesA Story by alan khanit was still raining out side and i could hear the rain dropping from the gutter outside her window to the plants below. the lights are off and its da.. |
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i need my own typeA Poem by alan khanwhat happens what happens when you just want to ramble. when the love of writing is so obbsessive that the need to write words type words on t.. |
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empty notesA Poem by alan khanhollow man hollow man with a mad beast knawing at your chest with your fingers locked in cold submission with your broken heart. .. |
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The SupernaturalsA Story by alan khanIn the beginning the universe granted man life. then the universe got it right, and created women. Then within man and woman, four supernat.. |
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bareknuckleA Poem by alan khanyou're screaming. from a fire inside. the ice cold floor scrapes against your back digs from a claw the swelling ofyour crown makes up for t.. |
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something with classA Poem by alan khannow i know i'm not known for my classier side.. |
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oohh my backA Poem by alan khanwoman...WOMAN NO! i cannot have sex tonight! we've done it every night this f*****g week, yesterday and two nights before that we did it thre.. |
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what came first, the heartbreaking b***h. or the m..A Poem by alan khani'll let it all out once and lock it away. forever since the beginning of time there has remained the age old question which exactly came.. |
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mindless nonsenseA Poem by alan khanthe monkey high in a tree flinging his s**t down at the masses of lizards sings whiskey bar by the doors while typing endlessly at his typewr.. |
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