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My fingers are Ink-stained They glow, radiant As they carry my words Across this Blank white page. My lips whisper The ..

You lick your lips As you stare me down And it’s clear, You feel no remorse. (Your blank blue eyes Are soulless) ..

You were like A robin All fierce pride And aching songs You perched Beside me Red breast aflame And you told me T..

I found a pair of insect wings on my windowsill, they kept fluttering in the wind like they were trying to fly away..

Short and a bit s**t. 3 haikus.

At night I stare out the window Thinking About the bitter Sweetness of Your arrival. Tomorrow you’ll Be back ..

You asked for happy, And I paused Thoughtful. It wasn’t something I was used to writing… But I’ll try ..

I breathe a deep breath Right down To the bottom of my lungs And step through the glass doors Inside the air-con blasts down ..

Eleanor Grayson, daughter of a gentleman, had not, in her sixteen years of life, been much accustomed to rough manners, and when, on arriving at..

The next few weeks were, to Eleanor’s mind, some of the happiest of her life, and each day was spent in strolling and shopping, dancing an..