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![]() Hands of TimeI am the pendulumOn a grandfather clockWho has fallen in loveBut, the hands have stopped. K. Lee Bon., copyright, all rights reserved (wor… Started by Kerryn Lee Bon. |
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The Longest Goodbye“Are you staying?” I already knew the answer, the small, chilled word in my chest. “No. I can’t.” “You mean you won’t.” A silent mome… Started by Lee Wilde |
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![]() What do you think about my writing style?I like writing and I would like to publish something.Who can help me to do this?I write in Italian, Spanish and French. Welcome critics and… Started by Arianna Bianchi |
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Aug 6, 2013 Reply by Paolo Totaro |
NeonStarted by Lee Wilde |
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Jun 12, 2013 Reply by Lorne Johnson |
StillBreathe. Leaves move and I know you’re there. Cry, gentle on my skin. Tears fall within, for years of separate lives. Still. Absolutely sti… Started by Lee Wilde |
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Dec 15, 2012 Reply by Lee Wilde |
Liar!I saw them together on Elizabeth Street and had never felt so alone. Walking hand in hand, they didn't see me waiting for the three-one-one… Started by Lee Wilde |
0 | Aug 20, 2012 |
Spaces Between LeavesWinter branches sway. Glimpses of blue-gold sunkissed sky, gently swept aside. Evening light recalls a summer night, alone with you on Scar… Started by Lee Wilde |
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Aug 18, 2012 Reply by Lee Wilde |
I Rememberevery now and then I remember your voice and I miss you again Started by Lee Wilde |
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Boarded HouseThis house is clad with boards; its knotted and splintered shelter has become my prison it seems – deserted, except for the windo… Started by Stephen Francia |
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GoneRight there. Combing her hair with her fingers. Ribbons of light in a darkened room. "I have to leave soon." he told her. She knew. "We cou… Started by Lee Wilde |
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