Broken mirrors chapter:1-My last day

Crazy Goth

very scary....... true story...... awkward?

Oxbow

A poem for the day and an attempt at a sonnet.

The love that flew away

I walk I to the night, and watch as you fly out like a bird, out of my sight as you run and run, yet still I try To capture you and keep you mine I try to hold you by the wings

Suburban Alchemy

04 childrens poem

Minx

04. Childrens doodle
Cherry

Sorry safety

First Boyfriend?

My heart pounded against my chest, my face grew beetroot from embarrassment as Kate skipped across the workshop, My hands shuddered with fright,

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