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Hey, about me...Here goes.
I'm 25 and live in Harlow with my Alsatian, Cain.
I've always loved writing and the idea of it, like a name with no face.
I love experiences and chances, I love listen to others and there tales, I love using my imagination and taking

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: If only you knew me: 21 of 61

Armed and dangerous, is that what you see? Reading a label, not even looking at me. Ignoring my eyes, the windows to my soul. Wondering, worrying about my self-control. I may be down, I may be low. But don't walk away there's something you should know, There's more to most than meets the eye, look at me and you'll see why. S...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark Poems: 180 of 397

Love me in your demented way, Look at me with eyes that stab. Tell me you hate me every day, Zone me like a Valium tab. Staying sat in my yellow chair, Knowing next time will be to much to bare, So here's my chest, take your shot, Here I stand with all I've got.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Society: 128 of 253

All that concerns you is that your footprint leaves a name. When are you consumers gonna see you all just the same? When life becomes all about status, you think you're free tied to you 100k mortgages and your two weeks by the sea. Monday to Friday, 9 to 5, is it the stress of your job that keeps you alive? Be it a diamond o...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Hurting love: 15 of 26

Now that your shadow isn't over me I'm left to think clearly. Never thought I'd be a follower, always in the lead, until you came, brought my pain and made me bleed. Do you ever look back? What have you seen? Now I'm no longer in pieces bet your floors pretty clean. You cleansed me of my sanity after stamping on my personali...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: What If . . .: 34 of 55

Come up to me, up to my height. Up here we'll stay and live all night. But tomorrow down we must go to where we begun As fast as the waves crash, the fastest we can run. As tomorrow we will change and this will all be a blur. But until that time what else will occur?
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: About friendship: 207 of 276

CAZ.. Only known you a couple of years Lost count of the times I've seen your tears I know your fears, girl I know your dreams And life ain't always as it seems. A childhood not worth reminiscing Not to mention the bastard you're still missing. Stop dissing on yourself, stop thinking you're so rotten You've given me a friend...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Losing a pet: 32 of 39

Bye bye baby, I love you so, It's the hardest thing, letting you go. Never thought I'd love you this deep, trust me boy You're like my son, my pride and joy. I remember that day I carried you home in one arm And I promised you I'd keep you safe from harm. That's why I searched for the perfect family They gave their word to l...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: A dog's perspective on life: 35 of 38

Cain pushed his way though his owners legs, always having to be first though the front door, he headed straight for the small cream rug in-front of the warm fire. If I stay still, he thought too himself, she might not try to pin me down and dry my paws, she always done that, it was almost enough to ruin the adventure he'd ju...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Bitter: 92 of 99

Ha ha ha, don't make me laugh, Coming to me for yet another chance. You look surprised to see me smile, Did you think you'd killed that as well as my child? I'm remembering things of a by gone day, The hitting, the spitting, the things you'd say. The hurt you caused may never heal, But my happiness and pride you will never s...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Camping: 14 of 14

Mel awoke to a green glow as the sun hit the top of the tent. Rubbing her eyes she turned in her padded sleeping bag to face Charlie. He slept soundly, hiding his face in his pillow to escape the brightness. Mel sat up and unzipped her sleeping bag, taking care not to disturb Charlie as she wriggled free and made her way out...