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| >> Folder >> Writing >> ID #1112595 |
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1111260 | That Old Cot We'd given up our dream of a family. by Barmymoo |
1260419 | A Silent Chasm We are connected by a bond of silence. by Barmymoo |
1260418 | Donna's Falling It wasn't the first time by Barmymoo |
1259239 | The Thing Is The thing is I love you. by Barmymoo |
1218334 | Loss If you know it will hurt, is it still worth doing? by Barmymoo |
1172654 | Poles Apart A poem for someone I care about very much. by Barmymoo |
1152251 | The Winged Woman The winged woman at the masquerade ball wove magic as she danced. by Barmymoo |
1150370 | Last Night I Had a Dream I dream my life away... by Barmymoo |
1150281 | Quietly in Love Sometimes, the greatest of loves are the ones most quietly expressed. by Barmymoo |
1149432 | In Time for Love Rain cools even the hottest of tempers. by Barmymoo |
1146202 | An Exercise Bike and a Candlestick The items have royal provenance: you can't get much better than that. by Barmymoo |
1136119 | Roses and Ash The rosewood teapot contained all my memories. by Barmymoo |
1120584 | I don't cry... but I cried for you I wrote this on returning from the battlefields of France and Belgium by Barmymoo |
1114352 | The Nonsense Box This poem is made up of all my favourite words, the ones I think sound best! by Barmymoo |