Blackstone124 : Writing

All the minutes count

All the minutes count

A Poem by Blackstone124


One minute you are fine the next all you can feel is the weight of the world around you.One minute you fight for air the next you feel your chest burs..
The things we see and do

The things we see and do

A Story by Blackstone124


A short story


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