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Years of emotional and physical abuse
I've thought my life to be worthless.
I try to help you in so many ways,
I have better idea's you say.
Raymond & his mother live & work on a farm near Sudbury, Ont. Canada. She's Fr.Can. descent & @ 84yrs still works on the farm & is a stirring example to her son & us all!
Poetry | Updated Dec 1, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
for a friend at allpoetry.
My name is Cara Louann.
My user name is PoovyLou.
My birthday is April 3rd, I am an Aries.
I don't like this one.
May 20, 2006
Poetry | Updated Nov 28, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A very short story of an experience with a co-worker
may it lead others to think how they treat people, always
treat them as you would like to be treated yourself.
Short Story | Updated Nov 15, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is just how my brain works, go figure!!
Short Story | Updated Oct 29, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 7
Two women working together share a little secret that brings with it doubt and the possiblity of change, should anyone ever know.
Short Story | Updated Oct 18, 2007 | Reads: 79 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
While traveling along through lifes dreary droll,
From light to light, the traffic did crawl.
Many people in America are fed up with all the corruptness and violence that has been sweeping the nation for years. However, no one had ever taken action in their own hands. But when a cult called the "Good Citizens of Fate" develop a secret weapon powerful enough to kill off everyone in the...
By Terry Collett
Edna knocked at Mr Topdrawâ€™s door; waited for the reply holding the tray with both hands looking up and down the passage. Steam rose from the teapot; filtered her nose. She knocked again.
Short Story | Updated Aug 23, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Grigor Mcgregor
A widower photo-journalist abruptly ends three months of mourning and sets out to find an A-list woman. Curiously he becomes associated, but not exclusively, with a red-head journalist nicknamed 'The Rottweiler'. Nothing passing for romantic attachment emerges until the climatic vigil when...
It's about workaholics and stress.
Poetry | Updated Jul 27, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Terry Collett
Two maids in 1920 begin their day.
Short Story | Updated Jul 14, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Cloud Strife
Sitting at work thinking of all of the things I could be doing if I wasn't here.
Poetry | Updated Jun 20, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1