Ten Feet Down
Ten feet down that is where I was as if pushing against a solid mass, I remembered daylight and the first breaths of that day. I was an adult and…
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Ten feet down that is where I was as if pushing against a solid mass, I remembered daylight and the first breaths of that day. I was an adult and…
Mr Simplistic, that’s how I grew up not a smear, not a taint of any kind, then came life and other people. Too many to cope with, back of the…
I don’t play the game, so it leaves me lonely I feel the greed, so I leave it alone. Monsters are growing, they seem to be as usual, known as…
I don’t have riches, but sit in a room that looks a cube from a science fiction movie and my chair faces light. The angle of it’s purpose fits. I…
So we are going to be once again fearful of these set of bastards. Duncan Smith become Sir this after making thousands homeless