Nicole's coughing woke Nigel and Ian. It was half seven in the morning and in a way, it was just as well that the three friends were awake. The owner of the shop doorway they had been sleeping in would be arriving soon to open for about eight and he has a...
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Sending Off
What's the score?Is it fateHow we relateWhen things are greatWe celebrateWe shift and spinHonoring our winIgnoring our sinsThe darkness withinThere is no painFor me to explainNo way to complainWhen we've gone insaneGoing day by dayIs there any other wayShould I simply sta...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Lonely in the night and rain,My heart is lost in bare, cold dreamsThat slide beneath the rotting mulch,Never to be brought to life.Let the shadows sing in pain,...