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8 IncheA Poem by Abigale LeCavalier8 Inch The pain of hunger bothersome at best, I’d settle for crust about now. Famished; not in the classic sense, but one of wantin.. |
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Crucified, MyselfA Poem by Erin Leefor Eve's Ribs |
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The Princess Who Had Brass Balls~A Story by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..~tongue in cheek cautionary tale my style~lol |
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LottoA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLotto Wondering; while the world slows down, a flickering light in dull grey mornings. Not the fog of the dream, but in the mind, beli.. |
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Above The CloudsA Chapter by Scott ChristianThe first of many "Dreams" I've written, discussing my past relationships with women |
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The DreamsA Book by Scott ChristianA collection of shorts titled "Dreams", abstract retellings of past relationships, friendships, and other real and fabricated dreams I've had. |
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In The White RoomA Chapter by Scott ChristianDescribing my relationship to a young Filipina girl. |
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AnythingA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierAnything Infinitely infested by the bothersome bugs scratching my skin. Almost invigorating. They crawl into holes I have made for them,.. |
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StarlightA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierStarlight Bringing down mountains just as subtle, as standing in small spaces. There is oil in the reeds, and on the duck, and under the .. |
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Intriguing WomenA Story by KittenBecause I needed to sort my thoughts out by writing about random things that don't pertain to anything. |
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How To Make Love To A Red Desert Bloom~A Story by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..~surreal erotica that is a tad explicit~so you've been given a heads up~ |
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I Blame DisneyA Poem by Jessica M. MartinezMy poem represents one woman's point of view on why she is a mistress. Her reasoning is as simple as a fairy tale. |
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ChristineA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierChristine She lives down the alley though it sometimes feels like miles, usually closing her eyes just as I open mine. But we get to see ea.. |
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Taste of ShadowA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierTaste of Shadow Unlike other beginnings, it was in the taste of a shadow that I found meaning. The coarse feeling of a working mans hands.. |
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A Porch For UsA Story by Scott ChristianA confession. |
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They are what is to comeA Poem by KristenMayeToday was the first day of my last year so this poem realy shows my frame of mind. *edit* Name change. the old one was starting to bug me. |
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