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Horsemen of the ApocalypseThe black clouds rolled over the blue sky, like sultry lava. Sam watched them and scowled; he was no fan of clichés. He looked down at Digby, his dachshund. Thats completely unoriginal, he told the dog, who gave him a sympathetic, slightly worried look. But then Digby always looked like that, so he could have been communicating his love of pink hippos for all Sam knew.Horsemen of the Apocalypse
The weather continued to make its presence known, rumbling and growling and generally making a nuisance of itself. Sam glared at it and tutted as tiny dots became visible, coming from within the clouds to ride before the storm front. They looked di


Pure pidgeonPure Pigeon: Pure Lizard poetry responsesPure pidgeon
Limitless scope (In response to various poems in section III: A Sad Walk)
This squirrel was blacker than the blackest core within our Earth I could take this story almost anywhere Leaping over puddles- we listen to frogs and walking around it Because of the moon- the giant stone turtle- every stone lives- slips further away from the shore the lizards stretch Almost anywhere The shape of human eyes A form of light- the body of a dragon Blues and greens- black and sheer- shines pink through its


The silenceWe didnt have a wake after the funeral. I dont think Mark could have survived it; I certainly wouldnt have. The idea of wandering round our house, talking to relatives (all of them in tasteful black, except for Aunty Lila who doesn't know what taste is) and serving food. We didn't want to talk, Mark and I. We wanted silence. Dad once said that a parent should never have to bury their child. And its true; as parents, we expect to be lowered to rest by our children, not the other way around. Theres something fundamentally wrong, looking down at Jamies coffin.The silence
Mark is sat next to the grave.
3Bird slides in through you back door run throught you house picks the lock on your door and sneaks up behund you just to jump huggle you as your reading this bur dont look behind you or you will see me and ill never get to suprise jump huggle you and ALLLLLLLL this will be a compleat waist of my time *breaths in again*Hey there kitten guess where i am... im.... at trevs, come down and say hi soon befor i leave.
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There is no Fear in Action.
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Commissions drawn! Git chore art drawn here! Fresh from the pen of the fickle bitch with the very short attention span.
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Dont chop of my legs!
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Let the ceremony
consecrate the marriage
Let me be the protege
Of five magics
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