Brett Pritchard
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RubberA Story by Brett PritchardMoving at great speed and velocity, hope is anger and fluiditiy today. |
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Truest BlissA Poem by Brett PritchardMy love, my heart, my reason. |
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The ClimbA Story by Brett PritchardInspiration strikes sometimes from the oddest sources. I wonder if anyone can guess my inspiration here? Kind of obvious I guess. This piece is ma.. |
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IdentityA Poem by Brett PritchardA russian doll experience is life in a nutshell. Beneath each facade a new persona lies. Which is real and how are we to tell? The true image defin.. |
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RiseA Poem by Brett PritchardYou couldn't get up today. Your muscles ached and the world didn't feel worth it. Then the feeling came..... |
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FuryA Poem by Brett PritchardThe uncompromising hand of warmth takes all without mercy or pity, destroying the evidence of its deeds as it goes. No escape today. |
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Suzie knew her killer.A Story by Brett PritchardA piece that's been cooking in my head for ages, been dying to write it. Please, let me know what you think! |
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UnrealityA Story by Brett PritchardA small piece depicting the dangers and potentially destructive and self destructive effects of isolation. And also the disconnection from emotion and.. |
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UnseenA Poem by Brett PritchardI was, I am, I shall be. I never was. I still am. |
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Humility in futility.A Poem by Brett PritchardObsessing over the past, blind to the future. Why is it some live their lives in a misinformed stupor? |
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