Published by Ryan Stone
Ryan Stone writes after midnight. His short fiction and poetry have appeared in publications including Eunoia Review, The Drabble, Algebra of Owls and Silver Birch Press and won prizes in a number of competitions at venues including Grindstone, Writer Advice, Goodreads, Writers’ Forum Magazine and Poetry Nook. He lives in Melbourne, Australia.
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days of stone 
Very evocative poem. In the past I thought that this kind of stuff, and worse, was the highest form of love. http://bit.ly/1ER5cLY
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Thanks, Caroline. It’s a crazy world sometimes. I hope your world is a happy one these days 😃
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Scars left in so many ways. Great write!
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Why thank you, Carisa 😄
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🙂
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Ouch.. that feel of the burn skin, and the smell of smoke mixed with the stench of a burning love..you can write the most attractive lines sometimes..
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And you can be so very kind 😉
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mmmm i can between 12 and 1 am 😉
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