Briar Prose: fiction and poetry for Saturday, August 23, 2008

Saturday, August 23, 2008

poems of Frigidity: 8 Extremes

it was about emotion...but then I cut it up and rearranged it... 8 Extremes My name is You There is then Blinding me very well What’s bothering my own bones? Nobody is your self-esteem. Where for the deviation of it? Violence’s sake? A society with lunch I’m eating child What is the starving for?... Sign in to see full entry.

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Morbid subjects tend to come to my mind, but if you give my stories and poems a chance, you'll probably like them!Short stories (macabre, humor, drama, fantasy) and poems (abstract, morbid, character). I am devoted to writing, and hope to make it my living someday, so please enjoy what I hope will be entertaining!

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