Chris
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The Love SwarmA Story by ChrisHoney bombs exploding in half-time. |
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There's Never Been a Well Written Poem and Never W..A Poem by ChrisIgnore the title. |
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Cherry GoldA Poem by ChrisOn paper it all seems like cherry gold, stained thoughts, and helpless smilesLike birds without wings that still sing, in unisonIn memories, in times,.. |
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PrometheusA Poem by ChrisA message to Zeus from his successor— dearly. |
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A Man Stands GreyA Poem by ChrisA man stands greyAs black and white feet dangleThey sway in the windLike lonely chimesHe grabs a black wristAnd then a white wristHe feels for a pulse.. |
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Black BloodA Story by ChrisI wonder if I'd fall like they do in the movies. Like a stone that is. Plummeting to the ground like a bird with a broken wind. My body slanted at an.. |
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If The Moon DissapearedA Poem by ChrisShe stood next to the sea as waves crashed down on worn black rocks, the moon’s gleam glinting in her eyes. The night howled with a salty wind,.. |
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Freed FacesA Poem by ChrisDoesn't it hurtLetting all those faces liveWith bright smilesAnd glittering laughsIn the back of your mindWould you cry in painIf you knew they didn't.. |
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A Trapped ExistenceA Story by ChrisI remember the feeling of being trapped from so early one. The blue sky so rigidly imposed over my head like the ceiling of an inescapable prison. Gr.. |
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Dont Think About The UnthinkableA Poem by ChrisA remark on an epidemic. |
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